Chapter 149 Tempting Him

The Italian don sat stiffly in the plush leather chair of the private consultation room. His hands were clasped tightly together on the polished walnut desk, his gaze locked on his fingers as if they could ground him. His leg bounced beneath the desk—a silent tell of the storm brewing inside him. The room was softly lit, accented with muted gold and cream tones, more like a boutique hotel than a hospital. A touchscreen panel glowed on the wall, and across the room, a silk curtain separated the clinical exam space from the lounge area. From behind it, muffled voices could be heard—Leah and the doctor, still in quiet discussion.