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Turati chuckled, his aged eyes twinkling as he drank in the sight of Melena Walsh The pair iht, effusive chat about Italy and its nus French Lazaro didn’t want to be iuage skills--or her charm Paolo Turati was no pushover and it had taken her less than aout of the palm of her soft white hand

Still, this wasn’t a social call

There was real business to be done tonight

Lazaro cleared his throat in effort to break up the uninvited distraction "Your offer to translate is appreciated, Miss Walsh--"

"Melena, please," she interjected

"But it won’t be necessary," Lazaro finished "As this lobal security as well, all interpretation will be handled personally by lanced at her father, an anxious flick of her eyes

"I’ll beMel is nearby," Walsh replied "As you say, Lazaro, there is much at stake in the world, and I would hate forless than what I truly ht, I would like to be sure that I’ve understood everything Paolo intendsyou of both those things?"

"Melena’s come all this way to assist me, Lazaro"

"And she’s welcome to wait on board in one of the other salons until the aze, tried to decipher some of the apprehension he saw in the Breed male’s eyes "If you don’t like my decision, take it up with Lucan Thorne when you return to the States"

Turati was frowning now, lost by the rapid back-and-forth in English "So his question to Lazaro in Italian, even though he could hardly tear his gaze away fro on"

"Miss Walsh will join us after theconcludes," Lazaro informed hiereed that I should provide the necessary translation assistance as planned"