Ten minutes later, under the sun, Tessa could see the man she saved strode towards her with a cocky smile. His blue eyes and thick black hair that swooped over one eye. Above the other eye, there was a thick bandage. He had bruises all over his body and a sling held up his lower hand.
"So, you're really Vincenzo?" Tessa's eyes widened as the man she sought limped .
"And you're even more beautiful than I thought." Vincenzo took her hand and kissed it.
She pulled her hand away, eyeing him. She could not be swayed by his beauty, even though she wanted to unbutton his shirt and see if he looked as sturdy as he seemed.
The other man that had saved her from the guards, introduced as Matteo, smacked Vincenzo in the stomach.
Vincenzo winced, before asking. "Do you have my wristwatch?"
Tessa reached for his head to inspect his wound where she had smacked him with a wok.
He pushed her hand away.
"It's not that easy for someone to touch me but for you, Tessa."
"What does that mean?"
"My treasure." Vincenzo smiled at her, drawing her in with his deep charming eyes.
"Does it hurt?" Tessa stared at Vincenzo’s wounds.