I jumped, gaping at Marcus and his sharp grin. “What?”
“Tatiana.” He motioned with his coffee cup. “It’s no wonder Sergio made her live at home all these years. He’s too paranoid to trust the boys in her class from trying something. He wouldn’t hesitate to knee-cap the bloke who dared to flirt with her.”
I didn’t need that mental image. “Let’s get back to the numbers.”
“Sure, sure.” He took a long drink from his cup, then sighed. “Guarantee she’s a virgin.”
My whole body tensed.Jesus Christ.“Would Sergio break your knee-caps for that comment, or just your fingers?”
The color faded from his face. “Alright, jeez. There’s better ways to keep me on track than making me feel sick, Rolland.” He ruffled through his notebook, scribbling something. “There, I put downTalk about drivers.”
I bit back a satisfied smile. “Perfect.”
“Makes sense why Sergio keeps you close. You’re like some kinda robot, nothing distracts you.”
Weeks ago, I would have agreed. I cared about perfection and a job well done. Nothing entered my mind but work...
Until Sergio invited me to his estate for a black-tie party.
I’d known he had a daughter. I’d seen her childhood, multi-colored brace-wearing photos all over his office. Nothing about Tatiana caught my attention.
I had no idea how much that would change.