Chapter 34

• Anastasia groaned, throwing a pillow over her head. She'd barely drifted off when her work phone—her only phone—started buzzing. Only three people ever called: Lizabeth, Luciana, and Sandro. Usually work-related, except for Sandro. And she suspected it was him.
• So, she ignored it. She might not have had many normal relationships, but there was an unspoken rule about not rushing to answer a man who'd stood you up. He hadn't technically stood her up, but knowing she'd waited in his study and he hadn't appeared...well, it felt like it.
• Sleep beckoned when the phone blared again, louder, more insistent. It wouldn't stop.