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But giving him credit still didn’t tell her what she should do So she re him as he stopped in front of the bookshelves, idly reached down for a book and leafed through it before slotting it back into its space…looking as he paused to inspect the pictures in their frames, of her and Charlotte, of her and her family, of Charlotte and her family…

Her thoughts were all over the place

Finally he stopped right in front of her and then leaned forwards, his hands resting on either side of the chair and trapping her so that she had to push herself away

‘Tell an, and I’ll walk out of that door and you’ll never see ain’

Up until that ed, more or less, to persuade herself that she was much better off without Alessandro in her life—that the cruel trick fate had played on her could be re strenuous efforts to ensure that she didn’t bump into him Then she had told herself that she could do even better than that…she could rise above the situation and be on civil speaking terms with him just in case they did bump into one another in the course of events It had all made perfect sense

Now, though, as she faced his ultiain disappear was like looking into a deep, black, bottoht into her eyes All she had to do was tell hiood

Furtherh when he had finished their relationship the first tied party, and even with herself had come out tops with the sy seconds she had a gli unanswered what if questions

‘I came here because you need to know that I still want you, but I’ll walk away, Megan, unless you tell me that you feel the same way about me’

‘I…I…Uain!

‘Fine,’ Alessandro gritted ‘I get the e loud and clear Whether you’re attracted to me or not doesn’t et it’ He pushed hi at hi into his -suffering chauffeur back to collect hi

‘I’ll keep these clothes,’ he said with a cynical twist to his mouth ‘You can keep the suit Or you can just chuck it’