His Domineering Lover
Chapter 621

Tracey's days in Rome were really laid back. Adam had to work every day, while Tracey slept until she woke up.

Tracey finished her tour of downtown Rome. This day, she received a phone call.

"Hello, Jovanni." She got up from the bed and scratched her messy hair.

"Hey, you still remember me. Then why didn't you come to see me? It's only a two-hour flight from Rome to Paris!" The man's crazy voice came from the other side of the phone. "You know exactly where I am, don't you?" Tracey teased him.

"Of course. I also know that you made Candy a unique set of ruby jewelry."

"This is a secret between me and her. How do you know that?" Tracey asked.

"She's my friend. I met her at an award party two days ago. As soon as I saw the jewelry she was wearing, I knew you made it."

"Boss, there's nothing in our contract that says I can't give her jewelry. I didn't break the contract, did I?" Tracey smiled.

"You ungrateful girl! You think I'm calling you for the contract? Miss Designer, you're not gonna give up jewelry for perfume, are you? Your fans are all waiting for your new works!" He gushed. Jovanni Santana was DO's boss. He owned the top jewelry design firm in the world. He offered to sign DO because he was interested in her works and her.

To his surprise, DO turned him down. Design was just a hobby for her, and she had her own company.

Jovanni would never forget how he was rejected by a young, inexperienced girl.

His mouth was wide open in shock. His company had signed countless of the world's top designers.

This was the first time he'd tried to sign a newcomer, and he was turned down?

Not only did DO refuse to join his company, she refused to have dinner with him.

Jovanni was a playboy. The first time he saw DO, aka Tracey, he was attracted. She was like a beautiful rose with thorns.

He didn't give up after she rejected him. After many negotiations, she finally agreed to work with him.

He was her boss, but she didn't have to do everything he said. She designed the jewelry.

He supplied the materials, and they split the profits in proportion.

The only thing that bothered him was her demand for a limited release of her works. She said her works could only be works of art, not commodities.

At first, he thought she was crazy. Did she hate money? But in order to keep her, he agreed.

According to their contract, he couldn't rush her, he couldn't change her designs, he couldn't mass-produce her works, and he couldn't blow her cover. Her works would always be hers.

It had been six months, and DO still hadn't designed anything new. That was why Jovanni called her.

"You know how busy I have been. I should have something new next spring." Tracey said seriously. Although Jovanni couldn't rush her, she felt a little guilty.

"That's great. What hotel are you at? I'll pick you up later." Jovanni changed the subject.

"You're in Rome? Business trip?" Tracey asked.

"You think I'd fly all the way from Paris for you? Maybe if you agreed to be my girlfriend."

"Jovanni, I have a fiance now. I don't like this joke." Tracey looked serious. She knew that Jovanni was not a bad person, but she didn't think he was serious about her. Maybe he was just a bit interested in her. Moreover, she was now Adam's woman.

"Fine, fine. You value sex more than friendship." Jovanni taunted her. He was very well-informed, so he knew what had happened between Tracey and Adam.

Tracey told him her address and hung up the phone. Jovanni was like, one of her only friends. Back then, she disliked him very much. Later their relationship thawed out because they had the same hobby. Jovanni smiled helplessly. "Idiot, I really flew all the way from Paris for you." He thought.

He knew how cold she was three years ago. He thought she would be with Steve, but she actually ended up with Adam.

He was still the playboy. Tracey was an unclaimed prey to him.

Every time he made love to a woman, a strange emptiness would come over him.

He had a lot of women, but Tracey wasn't one of them. He had a new girlfriend every month like he used to, but he knew Tracey was the only one he had a crush on.

Knowing that she came to Rome, which was very close to where he was, he took the first flight to

Rome.

He couldn't let her know how he felt about her, or he couldn't even be friends with her.

She was the only woman in the world who did not flatter him but satirized him. Before that, he even went to his therapist.

"Doctor, I can't stop thinking about a woman who likes to mock me. Am I sick?"

"Well, there may be something wrong with your mind."

"You quack, this is lovesickness!"

His therapist was scared out of his wits. This playboy fell in love with someone? What woman was so unlucky?

No herb would cure lovesickness.

Even though he knew Tracey didn't like him, he dressed himself up. He was waiting for her downstairs at her hotel in his supercar.

Tracey looked at the open-top supercar and the man dressed as if he were having a summer with disdain. "Are you out of your mind? This is winter!"

Jovanni was so excited to see her that he forgot to close the roof of the car.

However, her sarcasm made him feel better.