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All the same, she had to try and put a little faith in him He was the father of her child But then, her own father was the worst liar of all He’d lied to herto care for their children, never to leave theest lie of all

The only randfather It had broken her grieving heart to learn recently that her grandfather had had his own dark secrets

If it hadn’t been for his death, she would never have slept with Christian She’d bumped into him in the House of Mondelli headquarters after she’d had a n she’d been hired to shoot Christian had turned up to take her brother out but Rocco had been in New York

She’d been in a bad place, she could see that now, trying to cope with her grief but not having a clue how to e it She’d never known pain like it It still had the power to lance her

Christian had presented the perfect opportunity for a night out where she could forget her pain for one evening, so she’d talked hi out with her instead Not for a ined she would fall into bed with him

But she had done just that and now she had to pay the consequences

And so did Christian

She h faith, whatever her state of inity to hi

She wished he would say so His frame was still but his eyes were alert She couldn’t read them Couldn’t read him

‘When news of the pregnancy co to swaro through that again on h it all again o clammy and her stomach churn How clearly she ree to Villa Mondelli, leaving her a prisoner in her own home She’d never been so scared and alone in all her life ‘If I know I can rely on you for support when I need it, and later on when our baby needs it, I ain’

Christian’s throat rose before he twisted onto his side and grabbed his bourbon and glass He poured a hefty measure and offered it to her

She shook her head