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The Italian Billionaire's Secretary Mistress. Sharon Kendrick
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Автор произведения Sharon Kendrick
Жанр Современные любовные романы
Издательство HarperCollins
‘Is everything…okay, Riccardo?’ she asked him uncertainly.
He had been miles away and his eyes narrowed as his thoughts cleared and he found himself in her dingy little sitting room holding a large cup of coffee in his hand, which he didn’t particularly want.
‘What makes you ask that?’
‘Just that you seem a bit…oh, I don’t know. A bit uptight lately. More so than usual.’
His eyes narrowed suspiciously. Was she prying? Stepping into areas which were nothing to do with her? Yet her face was soft with concern, the way it always was. And couldn’t he talk to her in a way that he couldn’t talk to other women—because the relationship between boss and secretary was uniquely close without being in any way intimate? With Angie he could unburden himself—could she wash away all his worries with her sweet common sense? Putting the untouched mug down on a faded table, he shrugged.
‘Just problems at home,’ he bit out.
She knew that no matter how long he had lived in London—or anywhere else in the world for that matter—Italy would always be his home, and Tuscany in particular.
‘Something to do with your sister’s forthcoming wedding?’ she guessed.
His eyes narrowed as he shot her a suspicious look. ‘How did you know that?’
She ignored the accusatory tone. She knew how intensely private he was about family matters, but surely he realised that she was privy to many of his telephone conversations—especially when he lost his temper? Or did her general invisibility mean that he overlooked even that simple fact?
‘I’ve heard you…’ She hesitated.
Black eyes bored into her. ‘Heard me what, Angie?’
‘Having…’ she paused, delicately ‘…discussions.’
Angrily, he slammed the flat of his hand against the flank of his thigh. ‘You mean telling my sister how damned lucky she is to have landed herself an aristocrat for a fiancé? To have found a Duca who wishes to make her his wife? So that one day soon she will be a Duchessa!’
Angie stared at him in dismay. What a terrible snobhe could be at times, she thought. She’d met his rebellious and bright-eyed sister a couple of times and really couldn’t imagine Floriana settling into life as a member of the Italian aristocracy. Looking into Riccardo’s suddenly cold mask of a face, she thought what a formidable brother he would be—forever laying down the law and demanding obedience. And she felt a little tug of sympathy for Floriana. A sympathy strong enough to make her defend his sister in her absence. ‘But surely this man’s position in society isn’t as important as her feelings for him. Does she…love him?’
Riccardo’s lips curved. ‘Oh, please—let’s not play into that particular fantasy, Angie—especially when I thought I’d made clear my feelings on the subject of “love” in the restaurant earlier. Aldo adores her. He is a wealthy man with many centuries of breeding behind him—and he has provided Floriana with a stability in her life which was sorely lacking. It is an honour that he has selected my sister as his bride! He will provide for her an excellent home and lifestyle—while she will give him the heir he undoubtedly needs to continue the bloodline,’ he finished.
‘Bloodline?’ she echoed incredulously.
‘You have a problem with that, do you?’
‘It seems a curiously cold-blooded way to look at a marriage.’
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