Bound To A Billionaire. Michelle Smart

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      The waiter scuttled off to get Felipe’s beer.

      Opening his menu, he watched Francesca studiously read hers, her teeth gnawing at her bottom lip.

      ‘Have you had a good day?’ he asked conversationally.

      She shrugged but didn’t look at him, reaching for her drink with a hand that shook. ‘I’ve had worse.’ She took a long drink through the straw.

      ‘This isn’t an easy time for you,’ he observed, knowing it to be an understatement. She’d buried her brother only a few days before.

      Her shoulders rose in another shrug and to his horror he watched her blink frantically in an attempt to hold back glistening tears.

      She yanked her napkin and dabbed at her eyes, laughing morosely. ‘Look, Felipe, you don’t have to eat with me. I know you’re just being polite. If you want to find another table, I won’t care.’

      ‘No.’ Feeling like a complete ass, he ran his fingers through his hair and stared at her until she met his gaze. ‘I’m sorry for the way I spoke to you.’

      That surprised her. She took another drink of her cocktail, the light of the candle flickering off her eyes.

      Eventually she said in a small voice, ‘Have you spoken to Daniele about what happened yesterday with the Governor?’

      ‘No.’ He’d thought long and hard about it but had come to the conclusion that while she’d acted rashly, his condemnation had been too harsh. Francesca had been appalled when he’d pointed out the danger she’d put her career and the foundation in but it seemed she was far angrier with herself than he could be. She deserved the chance to see it through.

      She closed her eyes. ‘Thank you. I think I was overwrought yesterday. It’s not an excuse but I’ve not been sleeping well since Pieta died and all that’s been keeping me going is the thought of getting this hospital built. I promise I’ll be considered in my approach from now on.’

      ‘Why don’t we draw a line through yesterday?’ he suggested gently. ‘Forget any cross words and start again?’

      ‘I would like that,’ she whispered. Reaching again for her napkin, she dabbed some more at her eyes then rolled her neck, took a deep breath, straightened and flashed him a smile that made his heart turn over. ‘What are you going to eat? Seeing as Daniele’s footing the bill, I’m going to select the most expensive items on the menu.’

      Before he could correct her assumption, as he should have done the day before, she said, ‘Have you met him?’

      ‘Daniele?’

      She nodded.

      ‘I met him a few years ago in Paris with his girlfriend. Pieta introduced us.’

      The bleak veil cloaking her since he’d joined her lifted in its entirety.

      ‘Girlfriend? Daniele?’ She leant forward, eyes alight. ‘He’s never had a girlfriend. Lots of scandalous flings, though.’

      He shrugged. ‘She was with him. I assumed she was his girlfriend. They acted like a couple.’

      ‘Daniele with a girlfriend? That’s amazing. Pieta knew they were together?’

      ‘I assumed so.’

      The waiter returned with Felipe’s beer so they ordered their food and Francesca quickly finished her cocktail and ordered another.

      ‘What were you all doing in Paris?’ she asked when they were alone again.

      ‘Attending a party at the US Embassy.’

      ‘What did you think of Daniele?’

      ‘Very different from Pieta.’ He looked at her shrewdly. ‘I would say you’re more like him.’

      ‘More like Daniele?’

      ‘Pieta was intense and thoughtful.’ At her darkening colour he added, ‘You’ve an energy about you. You’re impulsive and, I think, competitive. Daniele struck me as the same.’

      She nodded slowly, her pupils moving fast as she thought. ‘Yes. Daniele’s highly competitive. He has to be first with everything and he hates losing.’

      ‘And you? Am I right that you’re also competitive?’

      She grinned. ‘I grew up wanting to be better than my brothers in everything.’

      ‘Have you ever beaten them?’

      ‘My aim throughout my education was to smash all their exam results.’ She gave a mischievous smile. ‘Which I achieved. It was very fulfilling. I even skipped a year. I like to tell people I’m the clever one of the family.’

      Not so clever when it came to negotiating and agreeing bribes, he thought but didn’t say. For the first time since they’d met they’d found relative harmony and he wasn’t ready to break it.

      ‘But when it comes to true competitiveness, Daniele’s worse,’ she continued. ‘He’s ferocious.’

      ‘Has he always been like that?’

      ‘As long as I’ve been alive. He grew up knowing the family wealth would pass on to Pieta—’

      ‘Only to Pieta?’

      ‘The oldest inherits the estate. It’s always been like that, for centuries. Pieta inherited when our father died.’

      ‘What about your mother?’

      ‘She has rights to the income during her lifetime but the physical assets transferred directly to Pieta.’

      ‘Will it go to Daniele now?’

      ‘Everything that’s family wealth will so long as Natasha isn’t pregnant.’

      ‘Do you think she could be?’

      ‘I don’t know and none of us can bear to ask her. It would be cruel. We’ll have to wait and see.’

      ‘So if she is pregnant...?’

      ‘Then we have the first in the next generation of Pellegrinis.’ A sad smile played on her lips. ‘If it’s a boy he will inherit, if it’s a girl then Daniele will inherit.’

      ‘That doesn’t sound fair.’

      ‘Natasha will inherit Pieta’s personal wealth whether she’s pregnant or not. She will have enough to provide for a child and we will all love and cherish it whatever its gender.’

      ‘And what do you get from your family estate?’

      ‘Nothing.’

      ‘That’s not right either.’

      ‘Right or not, that’s how it is.’

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