Di Sione's Innocent Conquest (The Billionaire's Legacy 1)

‘I haven’t,’ Matteo admitted. ‘And neither has my lawyer.’

Abby frowned.

‘I’m in,’ Matteo said.

‘Officially?’

‘Yes.’ He handed her a very thick contract. ‘In a nutshell, I’ll be your sponsor for the next eighteen months. You can back out at any time. I can’t. Take your time to go through it though.’

She skimmed the first couple of pages and saw the figures he was talking and, no, she couldn’t imagine backing out.

‘What do you get out of it?’ Abby asked.

‘The Di Sione name on your car and Pedro, as well as your disgusting shirt...’ He looked at her attire. ‘Can we add a clause about your clothes? You’re wearing the same as the men.’

‘We can!’ Abby smiled. ‘What else?’

‘That’s pretty much it. Abby, I love the racing world. I can see why you’re completely hooked.’

‘It’s not always this good,’ she warned. ‘In fact, it’s never been this good till now and it might not be again.’

‘I get that,’ Matteo said. ‘I’ve just spoken to Pedro and when we’re both in New York I’m taking him shopping for a car. I’ll deal with his ego,’ he said and Abby let out a breath of relief. ‘You can concentrate on the cars.’

It felt too good to be true and she waited for Matteo to reveal the catch as he carried on speaking. ‘Now, go through the contract and flag any concerns that you have but when you read it, know that I’m in, no matter what happens between us.’

Abby looked up from the contract she was reading.

It had been business but now he had sideswiped her.

‘Us?’

‘Do I have to spell it out?’

‘I think so.’

‘I don’t do relationships,’ Matteo said. ‘I never have and I never will but I think we both know we’re heading for bed.’

‘I don’t know that,’ Abby flustered.

‘Of course you do.’ Matteo stated it as fact. ‘And, as I said the day we met, I am very patient. So, don’t stress about cup-winning performances on that front either. We’ll take it slow, get you enjoying it. Just know that when we’re miserable exes, and loathe each other, I’ll still be here for the team.’

He meant it.

For the best part of the night and well into the morning he had been speaking with his lawyer and playing email ping-pong with him.

In between all of that though, he had been thinking about Abby.

A future for the two of them was impossible but a future for Abby he could envisage, and he knew that much he could help her with.

‘Matteo...’

‘I have to go,’ he said. ‘I’m heading back to New York. I’ve got a big meeting tomorrow. I know no one thinks I do anything but I do work...’

He’d just offered her millions in sponsorship and a few sex lessons to boot and now he was dashing off.

‘Get yourself on the pill,’ he said. ‘I’ll do all the health checks.’

‘Health checks?’