Untamed Italians. Janette Kenny
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Название: Untamed Italians
Автор: Janette Kenny
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Контркультура
Серия: Mills & Boon By Request
isbn: 9781472044716
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The yacht.
Stefano.
This bed where they’d made love last night.
His masculine, spicy scent that lingered on the sheets and her skin. The tenderness of her breasts and the flesh between her legs.
She reached to his side. The sheet and pillow were cool. Not even an indentation remained to prove he’d been here.
The helicopter!
She bounded from the bed and winced, her body protesting the sudden movement in the wake of the erotic pleasure she’d gained last night. Her gown lay in a wad of torn silk on the floor.
Impatiently she tore through the closet to find a thick velour wrapper. She bundled up in it and rushed into the salon, still feeling cold inside.
A maid started from straightening the room. “Scusi.”
Gemma shrugged aside the woman’s apology. “Where is Stefano?”
The maid looked to the window. “He left.”
“In the helicopter?”
“Sì. May I bring your breakfast?”
Gemma shook her head and rushed out the door. She paused a second to get her bearings then darted down the hall toward the large room at the end.
Gaining the upper deck proved easy enough, but she was too late to stop Stefano or even catch his attention. Not that he’d have paid her any heed anyway.
No, he’d loved her to distraction last night and then left her here on his yacht this morning while he went to the hospital to be with Cesare. He’d lied to her!
The reason was clear to her. He didn’t trust her to stay away as he’d asked. He’d brought her here last night to ensure she’d not be able to get to land until he decreed it so. The yacht was so far at sea she couldn’t even see land!
Gemma stormed back to her stateroom and slammed the door. If he’d lied about this, could she trust him to keep his promise regarding the inn?
A cold emptiness expanded in her, freezing any pleasure she’d felt in his arms. The suite where she’d made such passionate love with Stefano now felt like a silken prison.
You are mine now, he’d said.
But he hadn’t meant it in the sense of them being closer as a couple. No, it had been a possessive comment and nothing more.
He had her under his thumb. Or so he thought.
She was a fisherman’s daughter. She knew the sea and these people. Somehow she’d find a way to get back to Italy.
Gemma had to return today to see Cesare, if only to assure herself he was healing after his surgery. Then she must travel to Milan for there was a little girl waiting impatiently for her visit. And what would she tell her about Cesare’s absence?
The truth.
It’d been hidden long enough.
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