Chapter 61

It was chilly on our last day in Prague, even in the tents. Emil shivered as he applied lotion to his hands. He tried his best to keep his palms from becoming calloused, but I knew it was a battle he wouldn’t win. I tapped him on the shoulder.

“You were perfect as always, Emil.”

He blushed. “Thank you, Mr. Fiori.”

“Gianni, remember?”

“Sorry, yes.”

I looked down, feeling unsure of myself. “I’ve had a broker sell some of my stocks, and I wanted to know if you were still willing—” I put my hand over my eyes. I couldn’t ask this.

Emil looked in both directions to see if anyone was watching us. No one was. “I am willing. More so if it means you will allow a free show.”

“Emil, I…I am more than fond of you.” I lowered my voice so I could barely be heard over the blaring music in the ring. “I know you are accustomed to men having a tremendous…need to be inside you, but I don’t want to use you. It feels shameful to bribe you to have sex with me.”