Michelle Reid - The bride forgotten

The bride forgotten

Michelle Rei d

The Forgotten Bride (2009)

Original title: Marchese's forgotten bride (2009)
Publisher: Harlequin Ibrica
Stamp / Collection: Bianca 1955
Gender: Contemporary
Starring: Alessandro Marchese and Cassie Janus
Plot:
She could not forgive him, but could not deprive their children
Cassie wanted to die to realize that his new boss was the father of her children.
He had left six years ago after making love and promise to marry her.
Alessandro did not know who the blonde, green-eyed woman who had caught his
eye was. He only knew that he knew, he had seen before. Although it would soon
discover his identity ...
Photographed and edited by Liliana

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Michelle Reid - The bride forgotten

Chapter 1
L a restaurant bar was filled while Cassie realized I had to make an effort to
take the glass to his lips. Although not mind being there, soaking up the noisy
environment, seeing all your coworkers dressed in their finery to that evening he
had organized his new boss.
It had been so long since I went to a party, until he had bought for the
occasion a new dress, and expensive, made of black silk wrapped around her
slender figure with elegance and style. It had become a modern haircut, the first
after several years, and famously felt when her blond curls brushed her shoulders
when moving the head.
- Your eyes sparkle as if they were huge emeralds She remarked behind
Cassie. You are thrilled, right?
She smiled, which enhanced the beautiful shape of her lips painted pink.
He had forgotten what fun form a par t e nd a loud and crazy crowd.
Well, here's to more parties like this, now that the twins have grown a bit She
said raising his glass getting enough to hit you against Cassie. You will not have
to skimp, save or make slave to pay for daycare.
Working mother -of a party animal jumped Cassie laughed single. Do not
you want to take to find a husband at the same time?
No, please She shuddered, change expression.
After a long relationship, the boyfriend she had left her six weeks before the
wedding, with the classic excuse that it was not of those who undertook forever.
Cassie knew exactly how she felt, she too had left, but pregnant with twins.
You've got to forget him him, Ella.
This nodded.
Yes, I've moved on with my life, right?
The two had.
And cheerfully admitted Cassie, returning to ram his glass with e l hers.
Think of a huge bodybuilder with the temperament of a Kitten or, instead of a
stockbroker with the genetics of a snake.
She laughed at the comparison that Cassie had made of it was her lover at the
time, with whom he had left. Her laughter caught the attention of several people

who were around, they changed places for inclusion at two their conversation.
The next few minutes passed with the camaraderie of a group of people working
junt to s five days a week, and the party is further encouraged with the help of
wine.
'When are they going to say let us go to dinner? She remarked one ra t or
later-. I'm starving.
I suppose they are waiting to get the new boss Cassie replied.
Well as people continue to arrive, we will be like sardines canned -se
complained to his friends - although I would not mind if I do t goose to the type
that has just come to our executive director and that bunch of bigwigs ...
Cassie turned to where she told him. I was not prepared for what I was
seeing. Horrified, she felt like she was falling off a cliff. Legs trembled and felt
heat in recognition. It had been six years since I saw him, but it was the same and
was still able to stun your senses and t ll make you tarried heart.
It was impossible not to notice him. It was so loud that he pulled his head all
the people I had around. However, Cassie knew that head, as well as if it had been
hands silky black hair that just an hour before. A point was to fall out the glass of
pens to rlo.
'I think we have just seen our new boss She murmured.
Cassie took several seconds to absorb information aque ll as I was trying to
calm.
No, it's not him - said in a whisper.
Are you sure ... - She watched the man in question-. It must be he insisted.
Such a man can not be called anything other than Aless to ndro Marchese.
She said her name as if it were a sexual fantasy. And Cassie felt a twinge in
his chest. Is this the Alessandro Marchese? She Was he looking man?
-and See how this man is a sexy Italian billionaire, face - Joked her friend,
and if I am not mistaken, the woman in red who is clinging to his arm and makes it
so good together with him ...
The Woman in Red ...
Indeed, they were talking about the same man, wearing the arm of a stunning
brunette with exquisite red dress. They seemed comfortable with each other, like
two lovers who have long been so.

And she was right, stuck with each other. Just as the name of Alessandro
Marchese was going much better than the simple S to ndro Rossi, with whom she
had known him.
He felt sick to see that lifted his face, which had not lost any of masculinity
in six years. He still had long eyelashes, straight nose, fine and firm mouth, but
sensual ... As if asking her last wish in death row, Cassie soaked your skin tanned,
and how the eyelashes almost brushed her cheeks to spend a sultry smile at the
woman in the red dress.
If I had strength in his legs, he would come to where he was and would have
slapped to wipe the smile from his face. Marchese Alessandro ... Who was he
kidding? Why using a false name? Or he would have lied to her? She, who had
been carried away by his incredible presence and sincerity that had been seduced
and was alone when he had returned to his native Italy to continue his real life.
It still hurt his betrayal. I hated it, but I could not help but follow regaling
sight with him, he could not take his eyes off her tanned throat, his broad
shoulders, which were sheathed in a nice dark suit and a white shirt that did
nothing to lessen the power of his long, muscular body.
He remembered t odo, each of the intimate details of her body, from the
golden hair on his torso, abdomen hard and soft like satin, the hips and rechas is t
...
He had to get out ...
The need to leave the hit so that made irguiese hit. As if he had realized the
violence of his reaction, he lifted eyelashes and looked directly at his face, forcing
her to face some more coal black eyes. Eyes that Cassie would have preferred not
to see again.
Suddenly, time stopped. It ceased to be noise in the bar, as if someone had
built a wall of glass and were both alone and as if the images of him that had been
trying to forget for six long years, volviesen all together in his head.
Sandro Sandro smiling laughing ... funny when he tried to flirt with him
shyly ... Sa ndro hugging ... Kissing ... Sandro ... becoming aroused and devouring
while making love.
Cassie felt a wave of heat and took a breath. I had to open my lips and saw
that he blinked before stare at her mouth, and her whole body reacted to that dark
look. She did not want to feel that way. I wanted to be cool to see him and not be
able horrified.

He, as if remembering old pleasures slowly, looked up to see the cascading

blonde hair caressing her white shoulders, and then down to where the structure
strapless dress her creamy contained the strength of their breasts. The message
that came off his eyes was so hot and sexual Cassie felt herself blushing. They
wanted to scream, to protest, but could not. He had never felt so exposed to their
own vulnerability.
It had not occurred to him that he had been slow to recognize. I had not done
until it had not gone up the sight of his eyes. Then his expression had changed,
had surprised. Cassie thought it was going to fall round, for he had opened his
eyes and how his eyes had darkened. She had stopped breathing, hearing, thinking
...
Then I saw him stand up and turn away, erasing of sight so abruptly and cruel
he felt as if they had given him a door in his face.
Again.
Surprised and affected by the brutality of his rejection, Cassie thought it
would be she who was going to faint. Someone hit him in the arm inadvertently
almost threw the cup, but did not flinch. Another person told him, but did not
understand anything he was told. He knew he had turned pale because she was
pale, she was cold. And what was worse, a very pained her part was breaking into
two to see the effect that the man was still in his person, there in front of all his
colleagues.
Somehow, he managed to also give back and breathe. He felt so bad he had
to muster the courage to not run.
- Do you think we will have dinner - She asked.
- Yes - she said, horrified to realize that the entire incident lasted only a few
seconds.

Who was this woman ...?

The question turned on the brain Alessandro and caused him such pain that
he had to put his hand to his forehead.
And it felt strange, as if it were emptied inside.
He wondered if it was possible that a sexual attraction was so strong. Years
ago a woman had not hit him as much as that blonde. And she was angry that it

had happened there, with a woman who was to join his new team. It was not
professional, and convenient considering ...
-Te Hurts to be z, Alessandro - asked Pandora, he was always aware of their
status.
'No,' he lowered his hand and looking back at the blonde.
Even his back was to him to warm the blood. And her hair, her hair ... was
something in his color, and the way he stroked her shoulders ...
You're very p lido, expensive Pandora insisted -. Are you sure ...?
-The Jetlag - answered him annoying, yet with a focus on the blonde. We
came here directly after a fifteen hour flight. No t e worry, Pandora. You know it
bothers me that you get well.
Who was the blonde ...? Why you had the feeling that I had seen before ...?
And you will put to work in looks z to rest ...
Someday, Alessandro, you'll ...

- Continued Pandora.

Beside her, slapped Jason Farrow, silencing Pandora.

- Ladies and gentlemen, please, please pay attention to me - said the
executive director of Bartec, making the room quedase silent and everyone mirase
over there.
Alessandro realized that the eyes were directed at him.
He knew her. The more he thought, the safer is to ba. Blond hair, eyes a
bright green, sensual mouth painted pink ... tried not to frown as he searched his
memory to guna track.
The cheekbones and small straight nose, chin pretty ...
He separated from Pandora, surprised that bothered him so much that was
affectionate with him.
- I ask of you to give a warm welcome to the new owner Bartec, Marchese
Alessandro ...
Cassie, who had to turn around, he realized that Sandro, or would like to be
called at the time, still frowning, as if something had ruined his day. "Welcome to
the club," he thought.
He heard a second wave of applause, but she did not applaud. He preferred
to cut your hands before cheering man. I hated. One sees z last surprise to see him
again, was remembering how much he hated and despised Sandro Rossi. Or
Alessandro Marchese.

- Grazie per ta malta vostra calorosa accoglienza ... 'he said in a voice so
sensu to l All females bar sighed appreciatively as his companion touched his arm
and whispered something in her ear that made him smile.
I'm sorry, I forgot that I was not in Italy murmured him. Thank you very
much for your warm welcome ...
She whispered 'My God beside Cassie. That was very, very sexy. Do you
think it has done on purpose to disarm?
Cassie it seemed probable. I was focused on that he was not noticing what I
was feeling. In fact, he was surprised that she had not been aware of what was
happening between her and her new boss.
Sandro enthralled everyone with his plans for the company, dispelling the
fear that had workers about the future of Bartec. Cassie looked and listened
without hearing actually remembered the first time he had heard that voice.
He had not changed. Although it would make call by another name, was the
same man who used his voice and charm to Love before you dump her pregnant
and alone.
More cheers her out of her thoughts. Sandro had finished speaking and was
smiling at the woman in the red dress. Cassie wanted out of there, but he was
blocking the exit.
Could you pass him and go without anyone noticing? Would you mind to it
to go away? The temptation and bitterness mingled in your body.
- We finally going to get something to eat 'said Ella.
Cassie realized that everyone was going toward the stairs leading to the
restaurant and knew she could not leave. Bartec needed work.
He started walking beside his friend, who kept commenting how interesting it
was the new boss.
I do not know you. I do not want to know. Please do not call me again ... ".
He reminded those cold words of rejection. Sandro had gone from being a
passionate lover, to be a stranger in a blink of an eye. No matter that had been her
first lover, or that he had made her pregnant, scared and confused. Sandro had
taught him the hardest possible way that men like him had no conscience when it
came to women, nor honor when abandon once satisfied their desires.

Chapter 2
C assie and Ella were in the same table in a corner of the restaurant, with
other colleagues in the accounting department. The only strange thing your table
was a very handsome man who introduced himself as Gio Rozario, Alessandro
team.
During the meal, everyone asked him questions, he answered with great skill.
He also seemed very interested in them, and captivated the same way he had done
his boss a ra t or earlier at the bar.
Cassie just ate. He just listened and participated very little in the
conversation. He had noticed that every table was a person of the new j efe team
and had to not be very list or to realize that they had placed so that then they could
inform his superior about workers Bartec.
The wine was flowing, so that when the evening was over, many of his peers
have inadvertently revealed all its secrets.
Unwittingly, his eyes went to the huge table circular was in the middle of the
restaurant, where his main secret dinner with the rest of the directors of the
company. He looked relaxed, as his team with t nd ro the conversation. It was a
clever and sophisticated corporate giant, with the body of an athlete and the profile
of a heartbreaker.
And had the same dark hair and the same eyes as Anthony ...
Suddenly. Cassie did not want to follow me fighting the urge to leave, stood.
- Sorry, I have to go potty - murm uro, t aking her bag and heading blindly
toward the stairs.
Alessandro surreptitiously observed how esbel blonde t crossed the restaurant
and headed for the stairs. He must go to the bathroom, which was located
downstairs in the bar. I was tensed as he realized that only his gait was that excite.
It was the first time he saw her whole body and followed the delicate curves
of her figure, which was wrapped in a gray and black dress that showed off the
creamy smoothness of her skin. He noted that it was fine, slim but curvy, with
long legs and pretty ankles bones.
He started down the stairs and threw her hair forward to look down, put an
elegant hand on the railing. And that made him feel a new twinge in his chest, as if
a sensual nails had been nailed to it, and another lightning crossed his mind.

He frowned and refrained back rubbing his forehead. On the stairs, I saw the
woman stopped to look for something in your evening bag and pulled out a mobile
phone.
Who would want to talk? With a t e a man? A husband?
Do not know why neither liked perspectives.
Cassie Jason Farrow Janus' I said quietly.
Alessandro was forced to look at another man, so I put a neutral expression
on his face, as if unsure of what they were had the ndo.
'I've noticed before interest raised his' I said executive director, as if this were
to gain points.
Sandro said nothing, though he was sure that Jason Farrow had not told him
everything he wanted to say. Cassie's name did not sound Janus.
- It is in front of our accounting team added the director. Your mind is like a
calculator, but nobody would say to her, right?
A Alessandro had already fallen ill before I met Jason Farrow, but after that
comment sexist, it was clear. Had he dared addition winked conspiratorially, he
would have stood up and would have stuck.
Bartec was a small company, for what he I was used. However, he had
developed a technology pioneer in microelectronics preferring that was in his
possession. So when Angus Bartec Barton had decided to sell due to health
problems, had taken the opportunity to buy it. Angus had been a friend of his
father, who had died. Although Bartec he had not the least interested, I would
have purchased to take that burden off Angus. He had told her he had taken some
decisions precipi- ta das during the months prior to the sale. One had been
promoted to CEO Jason Farrow.
- He's a bully and a stubborn. At least, to me it has gotten intimid to rm
Angus' I had said sadly.
That evening he intended to calm the nerves of those employees who were
important to him, tell them what he intended to do with the company, and
eliminate those that do not exceed the scrutiny of his team. Jason Farrow was
winning first place in the blacklist.
- Do you have any problem with women at work - Alessandro asked casually.
- In all, make my day! Farrow said smiling -. Although still have to
convince me that are able to give one hundred percent in their careers, considering
how are female hormones he added. Cassie's situation makes it one of the luckiest

Bartec, was one of the darlings of Angus, who hired her when I was still not up to
their responsibilities. However ...
Farrow shrugged, oblivious to the interest that his words had awakened in
Alessandro.
'That happens when you mix feelings with business - continued the CEO of
BarTec-. I had a lot better for the post of Cassie candidate, but Angus knew his
father, who had died, and ...
Alessandro stopped listening when his instincts told him he had to be some
connection between him and the woman who had gotten much affect.
Angus ... Had he met during one of the weekends spent with Angus Bar t on?
Sure you will agree with me that in business there is no room for sentiment 'I
Farrow said -. It is nice to see, as already have noticed, but a pretty face and a nice
body can be a distra ction at work, I think.
Alessandro had heard enough.
-Pandora ... Said, to capture the attention it was another member of your
team.
Pandora Batiste turned and smiled that natural sensuality that blew the libido
of most men.
Tell Mr. Farrow what to do to earn the outrageous salary you pay.
Pandora laughed.
- True, it is scandalous, but I make c to give euro you pay me, and you know,
Alessandro remarked, before turning to Jason Farrow-. As of Monday morning
you and I will work together to make my way to the post of Mr. Angus Barton is as
smooth as possible, Mr. Farrow she informed him. I hope I can count on their
loyalty and support ...
The message was clear and Jason Farrow turned red as a tomato. I was about
to learn that with Pandora, no room for distractions at work.
Alessandro almost took his glass of wine and rose intact.
- If you'll excuse me, is it time for me wander a bit - muttered.
Angus ... returned to frown when passing next to the stairs and noticed that
her feet wanted to go down to meet Cassie Janus to ask if they knew, but he knew
he could not.
He acknowledged that Cassie was a distraction, but wondered why Farrow
believed to be entitled to question his commitment to the company. Would it have

been the appointment of Cassie Janus another hasty decisions he had taken before
leaving Angus?
Cassie was in the bar, with eyes closed, listening to her neighbor Jenny by
phone, assuring him that her twins were great.
Sleeping, she said. They were like two angels. You should let me stay with
them more often, Cassie. For me it's a pleasure doing grandmother, since my own
grandchildren are so far. And I have to go to dmi t I also like to watch on TV
something other than football Larry.
The angels had behaved as such because Jenny had brought a box of
chocolates.
'What have you decided to do? Cassie asked, smiling and finally relaxing the
tension in his face.
Jenny told him about a romantic movie.
'Do not be rush back she ordered. I could stay here sema na! Oh, and Bella
told me that if you called, I remembered you were to make a picture with your
phone to your new boss, so that the teach.
While he kept the phone, Cassie thought he was going to have to break that
promise. Do not want to risk his daughter would realize how much his twin
brother, Anthony, seemed to Alessandro Marchese.
The idea shuddered as he turned the restaurant. The first thing I saw upon
arriving Sandro went up standing next to a table. He looked down, he pursed his
lips and returned to his seat, just sen ta rse when laughter was heard in the hall.
That guy knows how to make a good impression 'said Ella.
- Alessandro thinks a pleasant working environment helps to have good will
and improves productivity - Gio Rozario- answered. We will like, of that I am
sure.
"Surely yes', Cassie thought, she could not help looking over to where
Alessandro, who went to another table. Then he realized what was going to go
through all the tables and she had gone to the bathroom at the wrong time, not
because it could re-use that excuse.
She was trapped and that increased tension. He saw that when he approached
a table, his spy stood up and introduced him to each of the people sitting there.
Reluctantly, Cassie was impressed by his tactics.
- Can it be rented? She murmured curiously. I would take someone like him
next time I go to visit my family.

Gio laughed.
- Just ask. A Alessandro is given great families, given that comes from a
large. You will also do well reprimands.
What gave the families well? Cassie felt like laughing hysterically. For a
moment, he thought he would explode. Then he realized that Sandro approached
the table that was right behind her and stood up. He was so close I could even
smell her subtle and special aroma and feel the warmth of his body.
Why had to be the new owner Sandro Bartec?
He heard laughter at the table next and then noticed that the new head turned
toward his. Gio rose like a puppet that had stretched him by a thread.
Cassie put both hands on her lap and the clenched as he heard Gio presen t'm
going to each of his companions. Sandro was so close to her that one of her strong
legs risked touch her bare shoulder.
Gio made a brief comment about each, Sandro used to get the person in
question would feel comfortable with it. It was given estupendamen t e do.
Cassie wondered if he'd put behind her on purpose to delay as much as
possible when looking at her face.
She Cole ... - Giovanna said. She is, or so I am told, the axis of depar t
amento accounting.
In other words, a tyrant for secretaries - added the aforementioned factly. I
fear, but I'm a good person.
Sandro gave the m not.
After you t ocara it. It was the only one left. You would have to play a hand
who knew his better than any other man's body, and did not know if I would take
it. Do not know if I would be able to t ocarlo, to be polite, to pretend that pain,
bitterness and anger that was inside did not exist.
And Cassandra Janus.
Cassie turned to her name, with a lump in the stomach, the time Sandro was
put beside his chair to see better.
At any time you offer her hand and she would have to give his, looked up to
his face and attractive and liar ...
- Cassie is the new star of the accounting department - Gio explained.
Sandro held out his hand. And she looked him in the face. It was even more
handsome than I remembered.

- Cassandra repeated Sandro Janus ... sexy voice, pronouncing his name as he
had done years earlier. It sounds to me that name ... Do you happen to know us?
Was he kidding? Or was he warning that cuid had to do with what I said?
Cassie laughed and made collection of serenity.
- Not answered. We do not know, Mr. Marchese.
- Alessandro Call me, please.
"Before dead," she thought.
And he was with outstretched hand. Stunned, Cassie got lengthen his. An
electric current passed between them, shaking.
As if he too had felt, he pressed his fingers more than it should.
- Angus brought Cassie Jay Digital a year ago - he continued his spy,
oblivious to what was happening between them. It was probably the best he could
do. I have been informed that Cassie deficiencies in financial performance and
risk management could be written on the back of a stamp.
Interesting ... - Muttered S to ndro.
Cassie thought when they first met, she was already doing his MBA, but had
the feeling that Sandro was not listening to what he was telling his spy. Still
looking into her eyes, still holding her hand. And the electric tension between the
two was getting more intense.
Then I saw him frown.
Cassie is in addition to those persons worthy of admiration are able to
reconcile the demands of his career with the responsibilit to d of twin five years
added Gio Rozario, like a robot.
At this, Cassie back to reality. He pulled his hand away from him and
returned to her lap, where he clenched his fist.
What happened next was a drama. Nobody expected it. And less Cassie,
who was looking away from Sandro when he heard a groan and felt clutched the
back of his chair. He looked up and saw pain in his ros t ro. His chair was moved.
After that he had no time to register just because he was standing, a nd t emb
and staring at Sandro, who was lying on the floor.
A deathly silence and everyone waited for the new boss say something or
moved.

But he did not move and then began to hear shouts and murmurs moving
chairs. Gio pulled away and knelt beside her, like the woman red, he broke his tie
and unbuttoned his shirt.
It was gray, looked dead.
Cassie t om air and unwittingly whispered:
- Sandro.
And I knelt down so sharply that pushed Gio.
- Sandro! repeated screaming, and everyone looked surprised.

Chapter 3
- V RESOLVES to explain what happened, Cassie.
Suddenly, Gio Rozario had become a shell of steel. He was leaning on the
desk of the office of the restaurant owner, who had been brought Cassie after fall
down the side of Sandro.
Beside him was the woman in the red dress, whose gaze was ice.
'I can not explain it,' she replied, still Awesome na da for what had happened.
'I threw on him - described Gio. She's lips trembled, still could not forget
those horrible seconds that had thought that Sandro had fallen dead at his feet.
Because death had wished him many times in the past six years.
You too what he did - said, looking at his right hand, which had put on his
chest and noticed that her heart was beating.
'I know you, you, no-argument Giovanna. Or so we thought - he corrected
himself. He spoke to you ...
Cassie closed her eyes and remembered the time Sandro had opened hers and
had looked.
- Cassie ... Madre di Dio ... had whispered before re-cap.
It was then that Gio had departed from him.
- Please - she said anxiously. Can you go any check on?
- You called Pandora Batiste Sandro continued, ignoring her please-. Nobody
calls him Sandro. He hates it. Everyone knows who gets angry when they call it.
Why do you, who are supposed to be a stranger to him, did you?
Cassie smiled weakly. I did not know Sandro hated his name, he told her that
name.
- Call me Sandro. Did I invite you let you eat? Or a coffee? If not, I'll stay
here to adore you in silence ... he had said.
- Os you know - insisted Pandora -. I noticed your surprise to see him upon
arrival. And Alessandro also reacted to ea t see you.
Cassie made an effort to lift their heads and look at them both.
He was upset. Your ac tit ud superiority made her angry.
- No eis ten right to question - protested.

- We're not questioning Giovanna replied, we only care about what happened
and ...
- It's funny - she said, feeling strongly again, but I will not have this
conversation with you. And impress me more your concern for Sandro if you were
out there with him instead of here with me.
'They're dealing with Alessandro ... interjected Pandora, emphasizing its
name.
How do you know? You should be finding out what happened!
'That we are doing ...
-Do Not. You are trying to pump me for information that you have no right to
ask me. Was he drunk? she asked acidly -. Has become a drunkard, and a ...?
-Adems What? asked another voice from behind her.
Cassie turned and saw mentioned on the office door. Throat went dry. Looked
terrible. He was still pale and his eyes were dark DeMasi to do.
-are You okay? - He asked helplessly.
He did not answer. He pursed his lips and looked away from her to direct her
two assistants, drove them from there with a nod.
-Control Instructed -the damage -. Jetlag, migraine ... Put the excuse you
want, but that sounds convincing - he added. And then find me a way out without
an audience.
The door closed behind them and Cassie was surprised obedience with which
Pandora Gio and I had a cat to do his bidding. If Pandora Batiste was her lover,
must have been a very devoted lover to allow the tratasen well.
Sandro looked at her and she lifted her chin. He was regretting asking him
how he was, because he was obviously very well. And if it was there, looking so
was because it would give him a good scolding.
Tension prevailed in the environment, generated mainly by its defiance. And
he did not speak, he just cross it with his eyes, like he was dissecting.
Cassie wondered how old she was. Thirty-two? Thirty-three? If he had not
lied about your age six years earlier, had to be thirty-three, although at that time
seemed greater.
And did not seem as elegant as a ra to before, with open shirt and tie
loosened.
- You have not answered my question.

Cassie looked into his eyes coldly.

- I have nothing to say.
- Apparently, you had a lot to tell my assistants.
- You think so? So why do not you go ask responses to them and saves having
to r hab me?
There was a brief silence, he squinted.
- You are very hostile murmured at last.
- Yeah, right? she admitted. Do not you think I have reason to be?
To his surprise, he gave him a sexy smile.
'To tell the truth, I'm not sure.
She pursed her lips, surprised by his answer, and waited to see where this
conversation was going. Had expected to see him angry. He had hoped that
threaten. Sure you do not want the truth about both knew, because that would stain
his immaculate image.
'Look,' he said, when he could not stand the silence, neither wants this
confrontation. Sandro. Why not turn away from the door and let me out?
-Sandro He repeated, and then laughed. Then he rubbed his forehead and put
back pain face.
I think you'd better sit 'I recommended Cassie.
Hmm - he answered without moving the door.
She t om a chair and put the nt e.
'Here,' he said. Sintat and before you return to fall.
He staggered and had to grab his arm. The stopped to help him sit up.
I'm sorry he apologized while Cassie hand away from his arm.
She said nothing.
I'm not drunk.
'Well,' she replied. Anyway ... - added nonchalantly.
I do not drink alcohol. If you have seen me tonight, you've seen that I have
been all the time with the same glass of wine until it has fallen to the ground, while
I added in a scathing tone that seemed to come back to give some energy.
He still looked bad.

- Then it is you're sick - Cassie said, and in that case, you have to go to the
doctor.
- Yes he admitted him. I'll do after we talk ...
- We have nothing to talk about.
- You know me, right? insisted him, but for some reason you prefer to deny it.
- What is this? Cassie asked angrily, are you playing with me?
- I promise it is not a game - he replied very seriously after his feet. You talk
as if it were your enemy. What are you trying to hide?
- What I try to hide something? she repeated opening his eyes wide. Let's set
the record straight, Sandro. You left me! You gave me back! When you had no
choice, you greeted me like a complete stranger until you have had the courage to
ask without us know.
- So we know! - He exclaimed getting closer.
Cassie empe z or shaking because I was too close, and because they knew
well. He could feel it, smell it, taste it. Although they had been six years, he had
not changed anything, especially because since it had not allowed any man to
approach him.
Back off 'he asked, clenching his fists. He seemed not to hear, was recovering
the color of the face.
'I know she insisted, as if that were a great progress-. I need to know what I
know!
'I do not know, Don Alessandro Marchese - she replied -. Although while I
met a cretin who called Sandro Rossi.
Whether it was. He had already said.
-Contento? Although not understand why you wanted to admit something we
both prefer to forget. Now, get out before you start screaming for help.
He went a step further and then turned away.
- Dio mio murmured. I knew it.
-El Do you know? Cassie yelled.
Which we knew.
'This is the most absurd conversation I've had in my entire life.
'I do not understand ... - he said, looking back -. I do not remember you.

How dare you say that?

He frowned.
I understand you're confused. So I said we needed to talk.
To speak ...? Cassie laughed scornfully.
Taking into Acct ta ease with which mien tes, Sandro, I seem to talk to you is
a waste of time.
-No Lie!
- Then, when you promised you'd come back for me, not lie? Not even when
I said on the phone that do not know me, either?
- That said ...? -he had relocated to lido p.
- Leave me alone 'I pidi-. Maybe a few years ago would have been an easy
target for you, but I'm not.
- I can not believe I said something so cruel - he told him. I not speak to
anyone.
- For me, yes Cassie insisted pursing her lips and looking away from him.
Now, I can leave or is there something more than what you want the r hab me?
- No one has tried to prevent you leave - Sandro replied.
Cassie noticed that there was tension in his voice and made the mistake of
looking back. It was touching his forehead again.
- Thanks - replied coldly, heading for the door.
Two seconds later I was on the other side, eyes closed and his heart beating at
full speed. He felt Sandro had become faint, but she could not stay to check.
He opened his eyes and realized that the restaurant had emptied while she was
in that little room. He heard whispers from the stairwell and imagined that
everyone had gone down to the bar. 34 It was toward the stairs, swallowed and tried to gather courage before facing
the curiosity of your entire company.
He could not go and confront worldwide. What was he going to say? What is
known? And remember that the new boss had drunk so much wine that had fallen.
He had also lied about it. How else could not pass out a strong, healthy man
like him?
There's another exit Sandro muttered behind him.

Cassie turned and felt heat. Sandro had left the office without the ba ta hear
and closing the door. She returned to get defensive to see it again differently, again
became the owner of the company. Even had buckled tight shirt and tie. He wiped
his mouth, remembering how she herself had put the morning had gone to
Florence, six years earlier.
How do you know? he stammered.
I've had the do with Gio - answered him, where he was approaching her.
Follow me if you prefer to leave without being seen. It's around here ...
Cassie hesitated a second.
Are you coming or not?
He had stopped in front of an emergency exit where Cassie had not noticed
before. Reluctantly, she followed him, knowing that he could not face his peers. I
did not know how I would do when I go back to work two days later, on Monday.
Sandro pushed the bar that blocked the door and before them appeared a
narrow flight of stairs lit by a dim emergency light.
- Be careful with those shoes' I warned. These stairs are narrow and steep.
Lips pursed, Cassie let it go ahead then followed him, clinging to the railing
tightly.
At the end of the stairs was a small lobby. To reach it. Sandro turned and held
out a ma no.
- Do not be squeamish. I do not carry poison in the fingertips and the last step
moves. I do not think this output meets safety standards.
Cassie shook hands.
His strong fingers warm seized hers, cold and thin. Another electric current
hit, as when they had shaken hands for the first time. Cassie focused on getting
down stairs and was so close to him that her breasts brushed her pa so the jacket. In
attempting to depart, one foot twisted.
He put his other hand on the back to hold and suddenly, their bodies collided.
Cassie could not help but moan and look into his eyes. Vio desire in them.
He tried to swallow sa liva but parted her lips and said something that even
she could understand.
He really understood, because he answered in a whisper.
No wonder it is costing me so much work.

Cassie was going to ask what he meant, but did not have time. He lowered his
head and kissed her passionately.

Chapter 4
C assie felt heat in his veins. He was kissing her as if he had been waiting
years to do so. He tasted, explored every corner of his mouth, led her like a puppet
to return to meet a part of their own sensuality that only one man was able to
awaken.
His hand was still on the curve of her back, caressing her through the thin
fabric of her dress. The heat emanating was fraught with its subtle aroma, the
seduction of her lips and skillful intrusion of his tongue were doing to respond, in a
cloud of desire.
He was small, weak and delicate, leaning against him. He could feel his
throbbing against his fist closed and leaning on his chest heart. And also could feel
his heart beating at full speed. The legs turned to tremble and desire was attacking
every nerve, from toes to hips. Then he whispered against her mouth and made her
feel a burst of sexual excitement that drove them back.
Sandro tore through his black eyes like coal, frowning and walked.
-Do Not! - Cassie said, because they wanted to get close to him. Embarrassed,
he turned and grabbed the heavy bar crossing the gate.
I had a panic attack, he knew and he said nothing. He could feel his back.
Then he hugged her. Thus trapped, shaking and aware of all the strongest muscles
in your body, I saw him open the door.
He almost fell out. The cold night air hit her and Cassie was found in an alley
that had to give one side of the restaurant. It was quiet and dark. He went to where
I thought I was the main street. He had to get out, had to leave before doing
something really humiliating, before starting to mourn.
Sandro. Sandro had allowed the kiss. How dared he? How had she allowed? I
hated.
The door slammed and she ran, but a hand stopped her grabbing her by the
wrist.
- Let me go! - He shouted.
Not - answered him. Look at the floor she ordered. This alley is paved. With
these shoes, will you pervert an ankle or worse. And, anyway, you will not air
anywhere, Cassandra Janus, until we had the do.
Talk? Do you still want to talk?
- I hate you, 'she said through gritted teeth. That's it.

He started forward without letting go. He took almost on wings to the main
street, which was well lit, where a limousine waiting parked on the curve.
He crawled nothing elegant way by the seat because Sandro had not bothered
to turn around and had come just after her while her dress down to cover her
thighs. She looked at him, and wished he had not done, because he was very
serious, looked sad and pensive. Then he heard something in it to ia not and the car
began to move.
Cassie realized they had a driver, which he stopped seeing when a black glass
stepped between them.
- I ... I have to dart and my address stammered.
- We do not go to your house Sandro replied.
- I suppose you look very masculine, making arrogant bully she told him, but
I still see in you the drunk who has made a fool in the restaurant, falling in front of
all employees.
- Not you used to be so sarcastic - told him. I see six years without me for ea
skate mantenert you have become a witch face .
- I thought you did not remember me - Cassie replied.
That surprised him. Cassie realized because I saw how pale and returned to
frown.
She thought she was going to faint again and leaned forward.
Calm down - murmured him. This time I have checked ...
Then. Cassie realized he was not drunk. It looked really sick.
-are You okay? she asked.
Yes ... he replied in a low, husky voice.
Cassie t om air, he let go again, licked his lips and put a hand on his knee.
-Sandro, Please, 'he begged. You're scaring me.
"I myself am scaring me," thought Alessandro. He managed to raise a ma no
and put it on top of hers. Her fingers pa peared small and fragile, but they seemed
to emanate an energy that began to sink in it.
I suppose, Cassie Janus, you're wondering if this alcoholic needs a couple of
glasses of whiskey to give strength to his blood.
Not kidding - she answered. And lets say my name like that.
-How? he asked, opening his eyes.

He saw hers, a beautiful emerald green, looked worried.

Like you you were mocking me.
He smiled weakly.
And here I thought I was making fun of myself.
Looks like talking in code - Cassie said, taking his hand from under him and
fell backwards. He looked out the window and saw that they were in the most
prosperous area of London.
She lived in a rented flat two small bedrooms, a living room, a tiny kitchen
and a minimal bathroom. The entrance was not much bigger than the hall where
Sandro had ...
"Do not think about that," she scolded herself.
- Do not bring alliance ...
- What? he asked in surprise.
- Do not wear rings.
- No. Why would bring? she asked, getting defensive.
- It was not a criticism but just an observation.
She looked down at his hands.
- You did not wear rings.
- But I'm not the proud father of twins.
Cassie felt as if he had just grab by the throat, gasped and froze. He had
forgotten twins! How was this possible? How could she have forgotten that man ...
cold, ruthless, had rejected her and her children even before they were born?
- I assume you're not married he added casually.
Then he fixed his attention on his face and Cassie wanted to be able to read
her mind.
- No 'I confirmed.
- Who is taking care of them is ta night, a boyfriend, maybe?
She began to quicken the heart. Is ADO nde Sandro intended to reach with
this interrogation?
Not repeated.
'So who are they?

... With my neighbor.

'And your father?
- For now, Sandro! 'I asked.
-El What? - He asked innocently.
'Stop playing with me!
I'm not playing with you, 'he said, frowning.
Then what are you doing? Twins know what it myself because I told you!
I do not remember ... he began, surprised.
- Again?
The car stopped. Cassie looked out the window and saw an elegant block of
flats.
If Sandro thought I would go there with him, he was very wrong. He had
already endured enough his extravagances that night, did not feel like his pride fell
on the floor to see how well they lived while their children ...
The driver opened the door. She looked up and thanked him before leaving
the car. The air was cold and shivered. She opened her purse.
What are you doing? - Asked Sandro to reach his side.
I need my cell phone to call a taxi ...
He took the bag carefully.
Before we talk about.
Cassie was about to protest when he grabbed her wrist and began to take her
to the entrance of the building.
- I will not go there with you - said angrily -. I want you to give me back my
purse and want to go home.
- Reassure t e. Are only ten. Sure your nanny does not expect you back so
soon.
- That has nothing to do with this said, trying to escape from him. I have the
right to decide for myself what ...
He stopped talking to hear him swear muttered as he thought he was going to
faint again, but the expression of Sandro was angry, not pain. And when he
followed the direction of his gaze, Cassie saw through the glass doors of the

entrance to a man leaning on the reception desk, chatting calmly with the security
guard was on the other side.
The doors opened before them as if by magic and the stranger seemed to
recognize Sandro, as he stood and smiled. He was young, handsome and Italian,
judging by their appearance. Sandro said something in Italian and the man stopped
smiling and frowning. Both got into a heated argument. Sandro asked several
questions and the girl answered firmly. Cassie watched fascinated and guard, too.
This seemed to understand. Cassie, no. When the stranger looked at her and said
something in reference to it. Sandro exploded and shook his hand in a gesture that
must mean something like "do not get where they call him."
Then he led the ro ot off the lobby to the elevator. When the door closed
behind them, Cassie saw the other man frowned impatiently.
-who Is it? - He asked, could not contain his curiosity.
-my Brother.
Cassie looked at him.
Why have you discussed with him?
Does it matter? He said Sandro coldly.
No, Cassie was not supposed to matter. It was not his that Sandro is pelease
with his family.
The elevator doors opened and Cassie turned her attention to a luxurious
lobby in which there was a single white door.
Sandro used a card and punched a number on the keypad that was in it. The
door opened and ro ot side appeared a large square entrance that her daughter
would have described as "very posh".
With long and purposeful stride, Sandro made crossing the entrance and
released her wrist to get a nice lounge chairs and brown leather sofas, illuminated
by a soft golden light.
While Cassie was soaked t odo, he left her purse in a Mesit auxiliary,
unbuttoned his shirt and turned to loosen the corbat a. What I had not expected him
to do was drop into one of the sofas. At that time, Cassie realized that was back
pale and put wince.
- Sorry murmured him. I need a few seconds to ... that I pass.
There was silence and Cassie wondered what to do. He looked where her
purse and then back to Sandro and knew what to do. Should take the opportunity to
go there. I did not want to follow the ndo had with him. Do not want to be there.

Sandro had refused to let her speak six years earlier when she had begged him to
hear. And what was more important, he had rejected her twins simultaneously.
So why was there? His feet carried her to the couch where he was lying
Sandro.
- Until he gets over what? she asked.
l did not respond.
Concern undermined their defenses.
- It is added to nonsense -. Sandro, you need a doctor ...
l smirked.
- I'd appreciate more than trajeses me a glass of water.
- All Right ...
At least it had something to do. Had already turned when he heard her voice.
- There are several bottles in the fridge. The kitchen is ...
- I'll find interrupted-what. Maybe it's blonde, but I'm not entirely stupid.
- You were always so warlike? she asked curiously.
You mean you do not remember? Cassie replied. I see you have a very
selective mind. Sandro. You remember me, but not you remember me.
'I've thought of you while you kissed replied huskily - and has been the
sweetest thing I've had in many years.
Cassie stopped.
Only an idiot unprincipled would be able to say something.
Then he left the room, giving pleasure to close the puer tat flush it with a
good shot, he hoped doblase your headache.
When she returned, she found him still lying on the couch where he had left,
but no jacket or tie, which he said had tried to get up, but he had to lie down again.
He returned to worry about him and approached the couch where he was. He
struggled for thirty seconds and then sighed and sat beside her, putting his hand on
his forehead.
You're cold murmured alarmed.
'That never replied he grimaced. I'm Italian. It's never cool t masters.
-Seriously. Maybe you have a virus or ...

'Are you spoiling, face ? If I stay here lying pale and pathetic, do you will
calm and hear what you have to say?
Why do you think that you are well?
Sandro grabbed his hand and apar t or of his forehead. Then he opened his
eyes. Cassie stab at so close he could see the golden mot as the dotted, giving
strength and vitality to his black gaze, something strange in that moment that I was
physically so weak. And captivated, as they had always done. Sandro had a height
and a male body that had to shake the knees of most women. However, Cassie
what had attracted him most was his view, from the first time I had been immersed
in it. And yet t Enia the same power of attraction, still stunned and made her feel
vulnerable.
- Because ... six years ago I had a serious accident that left me in a coma for
three weeks and erased all of my memory. Until tonight, when I saw you in that
room full of people and I started to have short memories ... and now I can die by
kissing ...
Cassie was looking into his eyes, mesmerized by its beauty and power. He
neither spoke nor moved. Not even breathed and blinked. Then he realized what he
had just told Sandro, he pulled away from him and stood to his feet.
Then he tried to breathe and dipped it whole with a glass of water that had
been forgotten in her hand.
- Look what you've done - murmured. How would you dare to tell me all
these lies?
She refused to believe anything he had said. The murmured something and
got off the couch, turning back into the impressive man who stunned with his
presence.
Stop accusing me of lying, 'he said, taking the empty glass in his hand.
Cassie tried to maintain composure despite the wet dress clung to her breasts.
Was also wet face and hair. His nose and chin dripped. Sandro groaned impatiently
and went to grab her by the wrist to take her to another room.
It was a huge white bathroom. He took a towel and held it out.
-Scale Dress - he ordered, taking ot smaller to wipe the face ra.
Cassie began to feel calmer, but still impressed by what he had just told him.
Why do you tell me these things? - He asked.
Think about it - he said, lifting his chin to dry cheeks -. What would invent
such a story?

He was right.
-De N ot truth and you remember me ...?
He frowned.
, Thou hast well said makes a ra to, I remember you, but I do not remember t
i. You're the star of some great flashbacks, Cassie Janus. Appear and disappear
before my men will give me t ime to understand what happens. And one of them
was so strong that made me fall like a dead feet at us.
The image of the dead shocked Cassie.
- You have to take that dress soaked 'I he said.
- No. I'm fine. Just a little wet.
Sandro had explained everything with an ta t naturally ... not remembered, but
remembered. And everything was starting to fit in, even if it was crazy.
- How bad was the accident e?
No t Enia signs in the face. Cassie looked down and found his throat,
continued to fall by the chest, as if he had X-ray eyes and could see through her
shirt. He did not realize he had become very t enso and had narrowed eyes.
- If you like, face , I can take my clothes so you can examine me better ... - he
said in a low, husky voice.

Chapter 5
A C assie forgot how to breathe. It was not a joke. Sandro was not even
ironic. She felt fire inside and he passed the stress felt it. Sexual tension.
He looked up and saw that his eyes were burning, making theirs also
oscureciesen.
I wanted to say something cor t, derogatory, needed to say, but the words
would not come. He had told her a few minutes before I wanted kiss again, and she
had chosen to ignore the warning. At such times, it felt like a trapped rabbit in
front of a car that was going to pass over. Had separated the lips to protest, but
made the mistake of running his tongue for them. As if he had waited exactly that
sign, he groaned and reached up to put your fingers through his hair.
Then he bent his head and kissed her.
After that, nothing was making sense to Cassie, who was carried away by the
sensations. He dropped the towel and grabbed the front of his shirt, digging her
nails into the hot, solid chest and giving the passionate kiss.
He had only spent one night in his arms, six years earlier, but his body still
remembered in full force and intensity. It was as if he had never been apart! Cassie
was pounding heart, his head was spinning, all his senses were out of control. It
was left to his long and strong body, pressed against him.
Sandro was trying to avoid. I knew I should not be doing that. It was not fair,
was not right. In addition, still finding bad, though he had tried to hide it. He felt
his ordered world desbarataba with that beautiful creature called Cassie Janus.
He tried to pull away, away from his, but it was a night of unbridled
experiences, he admitted as he stroked her shoulders and held her against him.
Then he rose from the ground and deepened the kiss even more.
He felt the hard tips of her breasts clavndosele through the shirt. He turned
and pulled the bathroom. He went to his bedroom and dropped her on the bed. He
had never felt so strongly about a woman. He had never wanted one. She arched
beneath him and he turned on his side and felt her fingers trembled when trying to
unzip the dress.
This slid down her body, leaving an outdoor ered creamy breasts Cassie, who
feel the cold air in them tried to reason.
-Sandro, We can not do!

He should not have to hear it. It was like hipnotiz to do for her breasts. He
took one of them with no ma and then put her lips. And a few seconds later Cassie
had become lost in the overwhelming desire she felt for him.
He unbuttoned his shirt and stroked urgently muscular chest and he trembled
and whispered something into his mouth. Cassie was surprised by the strength of
his own desire. He stopped fighting what he was feeling, he stopped trying to
ignore the wild sensations that produced his touch. She was desperate to caress her
whole body. Just was surprised to realize that, suddenly, they were both naked. He
stroked her belly and then continued down the hand, putting it between her thighs.
She shuddered and moaned and begged with his hands and his body follow.
And that he knew he should stop it, but had not the strength of will to do it
and caresses were driving her crazy.
Oh, God, Sandro, please ...
He got on top of her. His eyes burned with passion, breathing fast and moaned
just before returning to kiss her. Then he penetrated one shove, making her scream.
- Per Dio he moaned.
And Cassie felt the stars were beginning to pop into your head by noting that
moved. She dug her nails into his arms, as if he needed to hold on to it to stay
alive. It was so foolish, so wild, that when climaxed became so tense that Sandro
had to hold so he could continue supporting her weight.
Then, they were lying, stunned. Cassie did not want to think, did not want to
lose the cloud that was because I knew I was waiting a good shot.
Sandro was lying on top of her, holding her, powerless. They should not have
done that and strange images flo ta ban for his aching head. It was the first time I
lost control and did not know how it happened, or why. It was as if someone else
had gotten into her body.
And I was going to have memories, doors that open and close violently in his
mind. He groaned.
- Dio laughed, trying to remove power to the total momen, Did we leave
sometime in bed?
Cassie, still beneath him, was upset by the comment and pushed him, stood up
and slapped him.
Then he was gasping, horrified by their own violence.
- You're referring to the only night together before you leave me? - He asked.
You love comportarle as a macho, right, Sandro? You spent two weeks courting

and then, after a night with me, with your mission accomplished, I forgot, you left
me pregnant and you left.
Sandro, who had dropped back to his side, took aquell as words like t omado
was slapped with tranquility. And that does not react only to have Cassie wanted to
hit him from entering again.
But instead of doing so, he got out of bed on shaky legs and looked for
something to cover her. Sandro saw shirt pulled to the side of the bed and shivered,
preferred to be burned alive before putting something of yours. How dare he make
a joke about what just happened? And how had happened? How had she allowed to
return to seduce her? He took a pillow from the bed and pulled her. She wanted to
mourn. She hated herself and hated him. And almost did not stand.
Braced himself and started gathering her clothes, refusing to look at him,
refusing to look at who was still lying, saying nothing, his hand on his forehead
again.
Then he went to the door. I had to leave. I had to ...
I can not believe you did that.
She paused, trembling at the door.
'Can not you believe it or not you want to believe? - He replied.
Without thinking, he turned to look and saw that t aba is rising. Seeing her
naked body, she felt it melted.
Why had to be him, the only man who put an well?
- I think, Sandro, the biggest problem is that you do not want to know t ea
yourself, so I think your memory loss is nothing more than a farce.
He raised a hand to silence her violently. Cassie stood and watched as going
to a door and disappeared t ras her, leaving her alone and upset for letting treat her
well ... again.
He let out a sob and dropped the pillow before turning around and run to the
bathroom where I started t odo. The lights did damage in the eyes as he dressed.
He had not found the middle, but he did not care.
I just wanted to get away without having to see it. By going to the door we
saw in the mirror and tears filled his eyes. It looked like a drunk, with swollen lips
and red cheeks! He was disheveled and her eyes so dark they looked like they had
been drugging.

Well, in a way he had done. He had been driven by the drug irresponsible sex,
and had never felt so bad. He opened the bathroom door, down the hall and went to
the living room with the intention of recovering your bag and go from there.
He froze when he saw Sandro.
It was really an open cabinet in which there were several bottles and glasses.
He had put on his pants and shirt, but had not fastened the t odo, was barefoot and
disheveled. His face was pale, but clutched a glass in which there was no water.
-Whisky Said, to grasp the direction of his gaze. I decided that I would rather
become a drunk before you come back to give me another scare.
Not going to be more scares - she said.
-Eso You think? - He asked, running his hand through his hair -. Try entering
my head, face . It is a minefield, scares and questions.
He took a sip of his drink.
At that time, the personality of Sandro had vue lto change. Was the ult ra t ied
sofis businessman and charming man. Was the weak man, strong, vulnerable and
passionate. And in those moments, it was cynical and distant. It was as if he had
recovered his defenses.
And maybe that was not so bad. Cassie wanted to take her bag and leave, but
still stuck to the floor, worried, because he saw in his face that he was not well, and
was very pale.
-Sandro, Please, do not you drink it - whispered shakily -. I do not think ...
Tell me, what date did you say you were together? he interrupted.
- We were together!
- Okay, tell me when it was.
Cassie t om air and said date. Sandro seemed to shudder.
- How much t ime?
- As I told you ...
- Well, I reptemelo. Do they last you how tot ime?
She pursed her lips, had to cross the barrier of shame before answering.
- Two weeks.
- Two weeks Sandro repeated. Then he dropped into the nearest chair and put
his hand to the forehead. You mean we conceive twins in just two weeks?

- No she said, also approaching a chair to sit -. It took you two weeks to
convince me to poking me in bed with you, and only one night in conceiving twins.
The next morning you told me that you had to return to Florence. You promised
me you'd come back in a couple of days, but you did not.
- I could not return. I had the accident and, apparently, missed six weeks of
my life.
- Would you stop now, Sandro? - She said enfad a given - Your lost weeks no
t ienen nothing to do with it to!
He lifted his head.
- How can you reach that conclusion?
- Also like I said and she cried. I called your mobile phone. Almost not let me
or talk. You told me you did not know and did not return a call ...
Sandro stood.
'I gave pumpkins - Cassie continued. In other circumstances, I would not have
mattered, but was worried about me and ... the twins. I had just found out she was
pregnant and tried to tell you, but I hung up the phone.
- I do not remember that call! - He angrily said.
He looked into her eyes.
'That conversation took place eight weeks after you left me, Sandro. Am I not
tell you now that you lost your memory for eight weeks instead of six?
After that sarcasm, there was silence and Cassie wondered why he was
bothering to repeat it t odo. Anyway, he still did not react.
Even if you do not remember me - continued, any man a little more sensitive
at least have considered the possibility that had existed during those weeks lost-she
had been so scared, he had almost begged him to escuchase-, but ti the subject you
were not interested in the least, right?
He kept silent.
Cassie thought it must be because they could no longer defending.
He got up and went for her purse.
Do me a favor and stay away from me stammered, trembling. If you decide
you want to have with t ac with my children have to go through my lawyer,
because I do not want you near them.
And after that, he would leave. She would not look back again.

He went to the door and heard something fall. He turned, knowing what was
going to see, and found Sandro lying on the living room floor.
He repeated the action restaurant, knelt at his side almost without realizing it.
- Sandro ... - what he called alar gando a trembling hand to her cheek t ocarle.
It was very cold.
He got up and ran to the kitchen. A minute later he was back with a damp
cloth and a glass of water that was useless because Sandro had not regained
consciousness.
- Come on, Sandro ... - encouraged him, carrying the damp cloth to his
forehead and his ios lab. He touched because I needed t ocarlo, but not knowing
what to do to help.
Another minute passed and he did not move. Cassie thought he had to call a
doctor, maybe an ambulance. He searched her purse, which was t irado in middle
of the room. He was about to join to go look when another phone rang. He looked
jacket was Sandro, which was where he had left to get in the back of a chair.
Without thinking, he reached out, t om jacket and looked for the phone on it.
- Alessandro, I'm Gio. They just call me ...
- Oh, thank God - said Cassie relieved. Gio, I'm Cassie. Sandro has become
faint. Need a doctor or ...
I'll take care Gio said, without asking further explanation -. In a minute there
will be someone to LLI.
Cassie sat next to Sandro and spent the next five minutes frightened, hugging
her knees with one arm while his other hand rested on his chest where he could
feel the comforting beat of his heart. He still had not regained consciousness when
the doorbell rang and lev ant or open.
Gio was at the door, the man she had seen at the entrance of the building.
-This Is Marco, the ...
'Brother, yes. I know Cassie interrupted him, smiling at the other man, who
smiled back.
-where Is it? he asked sharply.
-In ... In the living room - she replied, surprised by his attitude.
He entered the apartment.
Marcus is also a doctor - Gio explained as he walked.

Cassie began to understand the abruptness of Marco. The discussion between

the two brothers must have been about the swoon Sandro in the restaurant.
Someone must have warned Marco for consideration, but Sandro must have told
him to leave.
He followed the two men and sat on a chair in the living room, where he
watched knelt beside Sandro. Her heart was beating very slowly. It seemed to him
that he was going into shock, because I felt nothing at all.
Even when Sandro showed signs of recovery, it still did not feel anything. I
was sitting, holding his head with both hands. Your Sister to was not saying
something softly and Sandro replied in the same tone, in Italian. The three men
seemed to know what had happened, although she still had no idea. I knew what
had happened to Sandro was not normal.
Then he heard Marco told they had to put him to bed.
Suddenly, Cassie stood up, as if he had just come around. Without a word, he
walked into the room and tried to sort Sandro shortly before they entered the other.
He found her stockings and socks Sandro, and remembered that he was
barefoot. Gio and his brother had to be wondering why ...
"Stop it!" She told herself, trying to silence her conscience. Then, a sound at
the door made lift his gaze.
Sandro was leaning against the frame.
- I see we're both on the same wavelength, for a change ... - commented upon
seeing the room tidy.
- You look awful - she said, getting up.
I feel awful He grimaced. Sorry. Have I become a asus t ar you?
She did not get the words out, so he swallowed and nodded. Then, he gave the
impression that Sandro was going to fall over, so he came over and put his arm
around her waist.
You've got to go to bed.
He put his arm over her shoulders.
- Yup.
I'm calling your brother and Gio for help ...
No, I told them to leave.
-why?

Because your presence here you uncomfortable.

And what does it matter? Your health is more important than my shame. Five
minutes were unconscious ... again!
But I no longer am - he said - I do not know if I can go up much longer, so if
you help me ...
Ah - Cassie grabbed him harder. Come to bed.
It's the best invitation you have done me all day ...
Do not you dare make another joke to respec! You know how awful it was to
see how I liked you? I thought you were dead! I thought I had a heart attack or
something and ...
All right, according reassured -the Sandro-. Do not cry, you valiant Cassie.
Just help me get to bed.
She apre t or her trembling lips and helped. It was true that he was brave.
While sitting beside him on the living room floor, she had felt helpless and
frightened.
Arriving to bed Sandro took the arm of his shoulders and dropped.
Without a word, Cassie put a knee on the bed to grab the blanket and cover.
- No 'I'm cold him through it with his eyes said.
- Well you're cold she insisted.
- I thought you did not want to bring back ea t me.
It was a provocation, made with soft, husky voice that made the heart muscles
Cassie agitasen response. He opened his mouth to insist that he did not want to be
around him, but finally sighed and sat beside her on the bed, lowering the
shoulders in defeat.
- Tell me what's wrong with you 'I asked.
He was silent t ime both Cassie thought he was asleep, but when he turned his
head to look saw was watching those captivating eyes unfairly. Then he felt a lump
in his stomach because he realized that he was still in love with him.
- They knew what was happening to you. Gio and your brother, the doctor he
added. I saw on their faces when I opened the door. During the ninety nine percent
of t ime're so strong and vital that not a tank could derrumbarte ... without realizing
it, he put his hand on his chest, over his heart, but I 've seen desplomarte twice, and
rub forehead before it happens, as if ...

'I ache. Yes, it hurts me - Sandro finished for her -. The accident left me ... a
pressure in the brain that appears occasionally.
'Then, am I not causing the problem?
It sounded so vulnerable in saying that, that Sandro sighed and put a hand on
hers.
'Sometimes it hurts a lot ...
- So much that you faint ... much?
-Do Not. Occasionally. Rarely. Sometimes I have memories, which are
followed by ...
-A Fainting.
- Yup.
'And you can not do anything about it?
Why do not we talk about best twins?
Twins ...! Cassie had to return back to reality.
-go Said, rising to his feet. There were returned to forget them! He looked at
his watch. It is t burns. I have to go ...
-Para Relieve the babysitter? - He asked again seriously.
- Yup.
Cassie looked around and tried to remember where he put his socks so that
nobody saw.
Jenny is very good, but I promised I would come home about midnight ...
Like Cinderella.
- No ... as a single mother who values a good babysitter and not to abuse it.
S to ndro looked at his watch and frowned, just missing a quarter to twelve
o'clock. It was uncovered and went to join.
- I'll take ...
- Do Not! Cassie cried. Where is you are! L the mar a taxi ...
He looked as if he had offended.
- Or I'll take, or agree to take you my driver!
- Est unto good, to bring me your driver, but you do not you cry.

- Grazie said he muttered, reaching out to take a phone that was beside the
bed.
He dialed a number and turned away.
For her, the gesture was like another rejection, so he left the room. Whenever
they had a conversation, went to be calm to fly into a rage without further ado. In
those moments, did not know what he thought, or why he was waiting in the
hallway as he made the call.
When she saw him appear, he could not help asking:
- Are you sure you'll be fine alone?
- Do not make me look so pathetic Sandro- replied. And stop looking at me
with those emerald eyes anxious, because I get excited. Do something sensible,
leave, Cassie.
He opened the door and stood there, waiting to come out.
So she was tight-lipped, trembling. Sandro stood in the doorway and watched
until the elevator doors were closed. So Cassie opened her mouth and let his bios
tremble, and let her eyes fill with tears.

Chapter 6
C assie in t r in your little one just midnight department. It was quiet and
everything seemed normal, only the muffled sound of the television in the living
room listening.
He took a deep breath and opened the door. Jenny is ta ba sitting on a couch,
watching TV, as had imagi na do, with your feet on the coffee table and almost
empty chocolate box on her lap.
- Ah, hello - Jenny said smiling -. You have arrived just at ime, the movie just
ended. Did you have fun?
"I wish," thought Cassie.
- Yes answered. Are well-behaved twins?
- As two angels. They have not rechistado all night said his neighbor getting
up and making several questions about their evening while putting shoes.
- Would you like a cup of t before you go? Cassie asked, making an effort
mos t rarse educated.
- No, thanks, honey. Ac to drink a bo.
A few minutes t burns, Cassie was closing the door to Jenny and leaned on it
with a sigh. He had never felt so hurt.
He summoned up courage and went to see the twins. He found them sleeping.
Anthony backs, uncovered, and disheveled, Sandro looked so much that her heart
sank. Bella was lying on her side, curled, with blond hair spread beneath it as
wrapping it in a halo of golden silk.
They both looked so young, so sweet and vulnerable. What would they think
if a father who knew almost nothing decided to start forming part of their lives?
Cassie preferred not to think about it. I was too scared. Especially feared for
herself. The twins had always been his alone. Since its birth, had wanted and
pampered with all his heart. Since he had known she was pregnant, she had always
thought of them before t omar a decision. When Angus had been offered the
chance to go to London to work for him, salary and the possibility of renting that
apartment, which was his property, they had made up his mind.
Sometimes, it had cost to make ends meet, but always had. She was proud of
what he had achieved. However, it was sure to Sandro Are quel apartment and
secondhand furniture will not appear worthy of pride.
He closed the bedroom door Twins carefully and came into his own. Both
were small, with the slightly older kids because they were two to share.

But what would happen when they no longer wanted to share? What happen
ed if, after selling Bartec, Angus also sold that apartment and had to pay a higher
rent?
He thought back to Angus and felt guilty for being selfish rather than
worrying about the state of health he had been a friend of his father. She promised
herself she would go to visit him next week and would take the twins, since Angus
loved them.
When hanging the dress on a hanger, he realized he would have to take it to
the cleaners. The water had left the silk as if crumpled paper. The next time an
expensive dress that could only Dry cleaning is not buy.
He knew he was thinking of worldly things to avoid thinking about what he
had done with Sandro.
He was startled to hear the phone ring. It was launched to respond before the
twins awakened.
- Yup?
- Okay ... 'she said to the other side - start talking. What happens between the
new boss you?
- No it's okay - lied.
- Tell that to another, Cassie. That guy was eating about t e t you were about
to spit in his face. And that, before you to do that fainted.
- I did not make fainted.
No, you just threw over him and called him just after Sandro. Then they took
you into an office and told us the story that had jetlag and migraines, and we were
no longer see you either. We know, Cassie - Ella insisted. Everyone knows you
know the boss. Even the CEO said that he had not taken his eyes off you all night.
And to Miss Balista not made any grace.
'I can have it if you want Cassie said without thought to rlo.
-Wow. That sounded a woman scorned.
Look - he said, trying to find a credible to satisfy the curiosity of Ella
explanation. I do not know but ... he knew someone who knew ... -that was not
entirely a lie, and that's it. There is no mystery.
It -Meet the father of twins - She guessed.
Cassie closed her eyes and moaned quietly.

Stop imagining things, please. And stir it in bed, which is the same as going to
do.
-va Teased him Ella. A dream of an Italian love you letting a girl pregnant and
abandoned, and handsome with an acquaintance who faints when he mentioned the
twins.
What a strange dreams t an t ienes - Cassie said, I wonder what he would
think if your lover ...
Very lis ta 'said Ella -. Now tell me where you fuis you with it.
'I spotted the dress in shock and his driver t pit me home.
That was not entirely a lie, and it would be what I would say on Monday
when he returned to work. Sandro e ra a known and had vuelt home or in your car.
- Listen, Ella - muttered c on serious voice, I gust aria that guardases for us tit
suspicions about my relationship with Mr. Marchese. I can not risk to me because
in Bartec because of some rumors.
- Reassure - Ella sighed. I am your friend, not your enemy. I will not tell
anyone anything!
- Thank you - Cassie whispered. I'm sorry - he added.
- By the way, largemouth Jason Farrow said your father and father Alessandro
Marchese were both friends of Angus.
- For real? she asked, unable to hide his surprise.
- If you want s to be left quiet, I support this relationship.
- Thank you, Ella.
- Do not mention her friend replied. Maybe someday you trust me enough to
tell me the truth.
"Perhaps," thought Cassie, knowing that she was a good friend.
The weekend went smoothly, without news of Sandro, except in his dreams.
She tried to convince herself that she hated him and could not understand why he
had done what he had done to him. There was Vuel t or undermine the confidence
he had in himself, after six years struggling to recover.
At twenty years he had been a shy and introverted girl who worked hard to
show that the post he had been given in Jay Digital deserved, besides recovering
from recent illness and death of his father. At that age, I had not had the necessary
weapons to meet someone so attractive, charming and sexy as Sandro Rossi when
he had entered his life. He had courted the old fashioned way. It had been so

insistent that Cassie had thought he was in love with her. He had promised to make
her happy for the rest of his life. He had done everything necessary for her to fall
in love. When had yielded to sleep with him, Sandro was surprised that still was a
virgin, and had promised to marry her.
He had gone to Florence to tell his family and Cassie had not asked why he
had not asked her to accompany him, if so enamored was. He had merely to wait
like a fool. The day had turned into weeks and the only way to get in contact with
him was his mobile phone. She had called him, sent him a message, until he had
answered and told him he wanted nothing to do with it. That last call, he had made
eight weeks after having slept with him, had been for help.
Cassie just remembered why I hated. Because despite knowing he had a
acciden t hey had lost his memory will never forgive him for how he had rejected
during that call.
When he arrived at work on Monday morning he found that she had raided
her field, so he tried to behave normally, although it cost to stay calm. He
answered the questions asked about the Friday night, which were many, with
humor. He even managed to concentrate in certain complicated financial
projections and answer the phone in his office without wondering who would be
the other side.
So when he heard the deep voice of Sandro, she froze.
- I'm using it was Angus's office - he informed coldly. I want to see you,
Cassie. Now.
- For God san whispered to her as she looked around to see if anyone
observaba-. I will not approach you in this building, or anywhere else, ever again.
- In t onces, I'll come to you - said Sandro.
- Do Not! Cassie stood up so quickly that caught the attention of her, who
looked at her in surprise. Now I added softly.
He left the room without looking at anyone, not even to her. Angus's office
was located behind a double door, down the hall. Which meant I had to go through
two rows of offices with glass panels, from where anyone could see it. Also,
behind the double door was a first zone in which used to be the secretary of Angus.
At such times, the poor had to share their space with half a dozen people
Sandro team. They all stopped what they were doing when they saw her enter.
Cassie did not know what those people thought had happened on Friday night, but
his silence made her ears zumbasen.

He smiled distantly and walked on, refusing to look at your sides. Not even
stopped after striking a blow at the office door which was Sandro, opened no more.
However, it did attempt to look professional, despite being trembling inside and
closed the door behind her.
Nothing more I see it, felt desire and shame. He wore all weekend living with
both sensations every time I thought about it. for sometimes an irresistible urge to
mourn joined. In those moments, waiting for that revolve at her, had a lump in my
throat.
But Sandro did not turn. And the silence stretched while Cassie began to
wonder if he had heard inside.
He took a breath.
-and I'm here, 'I said coldly Sandro.
Alessandro he corrected it -. At least when we're here.
She lifted her chin. Never call it by that name. She had known as Sandro.
Sandro still had left. And he had returned to his life as Sandro. Up for not giving a
good excuse for lying about his name, he would stay with Sandro.
- I was doing something important she informed him, and the fact that I called
you will get people talking again. So if you tell me what you want, I'd go back to
my office as soon as possible.
- Do you feel the tension?
- Do not you? - Cassie replied.
He turned, a smile.
- If that's your way of asking me how I feel, the answer is fatal.
- Ah, 'she said, bewildered by his sincerity.
Also looked bad. He was handsome, but did not have good color and was
tension around his eyes and mouth.
- Come t oma -the seat with movimien invited to hand.
And she obeyed, because I was starting to feel like an idiot, standing by the
door.
He watched with downcast eyes, as he had his team to enter, causing it to be
aware that wearing a gray suit that was worn and had her hair in a very formal
bow.
However, he challenged his gaze to reach the chair in front of the desk.

- Are you mad at me - he murmured.

If you did call me to discuss personal emas ... t, you should not have h miss
Cassie said. Wear t ode morning driving carefully curiosity of my ros Mate. With
your call, it was like having t ode truth.
But do not you tell.
- Do Not.
'Actually, I've been told you've been very quiet. Apparently, Angus has had a
very important role in our ... relationship.
'That was the brainchild of Jason Farrow. It was he who said that our parents
were friends.
-Also Said he had no separate sight of you in t ode night. Mu and has been
busy talking about us.
- You like to believe it is more important than is.
- Do you like him.
She raised her vis ta to meet his eyes.
- Does it matter?
- The truth is that no.
- Then, why we had the ndo it?
- To make you calm down a bit before we start talking about you, me and the
twins ...
Cassie looked down, embarrassed, had not expected Sandro should mention
the children.
'There's nothing to talk about. They are my children. My responsibility.
But you told me that you are also my children he reminded her.
- On Friday night we both said many things not worth remembering.
Cassie felt that bothered him. She heard his footsteps as he rounded the desk
and saw his feet in front of her. Sandro leaned on the table and she came to suck
his subtle warmth and familiar aroma.
- They were born on January 15 - said he in t ono friendly. He added the year,
time and weight of both -. A boy and a girl.
Cassie looked up in surprise.
- How do you know all this? she asked, puzzled.

- I talked to Angus.
- Why did you met gone into this?
- I had to do to find out everything possible about t i twins without having to
formally request information to the personnel department Bartec - cer tot ono
answered mockingly.
She cheeks burned with anger.
- No right t enas to me t er t asun you in my will.
- Are you going to tell me now that the twins are not mine?
She resisted the urge to lie and returned to baj vis ar t a. He did not answer.
- That seems sensible for your par t, car to . Because you may have gaps, but
my intelligence has mant I enido intact. Be add, and subtract nine months with
fingers.
- The twins were premature.
- N to cieron two weeks earlier than planned - confirmed it -. I have also
included that in my calculations. Not bad, considering that I've spent all weekend
experiencing flashes of mem ory, all featuring t i.
'What do you want? Wha I feel sorry for you? he asked, standing up.
It was a mistake to do so, because he found himself face to face with him.
Not - said Sandro - I just want you confirm me the truth.
Cassie was to turn away, but he grabbed her arm. He tried to escape, but his
touch on the skin made her feel things she did not feel.
- I hate you, Sandro.
- That I can see that. Why are you shaking yte is rising body temperature. On
Friday night I wanted to rip the dress and make love to you much sooner than I did.
I wanted so I burned the head. I got my way through this strange way of confusion
and desire, and merge the two us when I had under me naked in my bed, with our
bios attached.
Cassie turned her head.
-Tan're Proud of your behavior you like to describe it?
Surprised, he saw Sandro blushed.
I lost the control he confessed -. And I apologize if I was too ... passionate.
Too passionate? Both had been too passionate.

- I should have apologized immediately after, but came back to get me and I
did not swoon itself.
- Do not want your apology - Cassie replied, finally breaking out of him. And
I've already said I do not want to talk about it here.
- Then dinner with me tonight. So we can talk on neutral ground.
- Not - refused. And then he headed for the door.
- And on Saturday? I have to go on a trip tomorrow and will not return until
the weekend. Cassie, do not open that door you ta we have not reached a tio advirt
I agree, -. I want to meet my kids, and I'd rather do it with your pleasure.
Cassie turned to him.
- E re you threatening me? she asked, a nd t emb anger and concern.
He frowned.
- No ... Unless you make me do it.
So this was a threat! Cassie hugged, wished to send him to ride, but knew he
could not. Sandro was the father of her children. If I wanted to know, she could not
resist. I could not do that either twins or him. Her own feelings did not count.
They, the three were entitled to know.
But what would that mean that Sandro would come and go in your life when
quis iese? Was he going to have to see int eractuar with the two people he wanted
more than anything in this world?
A Sandro felt his heart to see her so tense discussion. He knew it was very
hard for her. He had left. He had rejected brutal manner. No matter that I did not
remember.
Another stab of pain made his hand to his forehead carry. I needed to
remember, but all I got was to have those flashes that left him senseless.
I want to know. Cassie - repeated ono t decided.
-Hac Res et nights not even know he had two children. Not even remember
me! Not yet, not until you are sure ...
-Segura What?
-That you really want to be part of their lives.
'What basis do you judge?
-In I spent two weeks with you and then disappeared for six years.
'And you're still blaming me after you've explained what happened?

Yes. Cassie had to admit that it was.

Look - sighed, accepting that was part of reason. I just think it's too early to
put the twins in this. They are so small, so vulnerable ... Let come into their lives
because you're curious and because you have no right to do so ...
- At least admit I'm entitled!
Cassie licked his lips, nodded.
- But I think you have to think more about what is going to mean that change
in your life before you decide to meet.
- If you are my children, no more t ime NEEDS to decide anything.
- If children are t us? See, you're not even sure.
Both knew they had reached a pun or Dead t t o. S to ndro sighed in
frustration and put his hand to his forehead.
Cassie saw how pale. It was happening again. The concern he began to
undermine their defenses. She was scared to think what that man could do with it,
it scared man named Alessandro Marchese by the power he had over the most
important thing in his life: his children and his work. Sandro Rossi was a different
person. Younger, less intimidating.
And still gave more fear that made her feel. He was anxious to approach him,
had accelerated his heart because ... whatever his name was called, remained the
same attraction between them.
He approached and the ma t oco no.
- Are you okay?
- Yup.
Cassie trembling lips parted to t omar air before asking:
- Have you remembered something else during the weekend?
Sandro shook his head.
- Have you seen at u brother ... the doctor?
He smiled, his eyes shone.
I know what is happening to me, Cassie. My memory is trying to recover. The
only thing doctors can do is recommend me to be patient and expose me as
possible to that remind me. And we both know it's you who reminds me She
reached out and touched the corner of her mouth. Your face, your hair, your bright
green eyes, your slender body and the soft mouth so much desire to kiss.

Cassie stepped back to hear that last and he smiled.

Do not you want to help me? 'I asked. Any compassionate woman would
approach and give me a kiss.
Who is Sandro Rossi?
Ah. Were you always so ruthless? - Answered him.
She replied 'I do not agree -. You tell me.
'I'll tell someday, I promise.
Then who is Sandro Rossi? Insisted firmly. Wanting to be turned around and
leave.
'I'm S to ndro Rossi. Giancola Marchese Alessandro Rossi - he added. Do not
men t , Cassie. I t used at an ener two names, one for ro ot ne ness and for my
private life, I usually do not think about it. The Rossi family was not poor, but
could not match the Marchese in wealth and power. When my grandfather married
his only daughter with Rossi, insisted that the children of this to take up their
name. I started using the surname Marchese two years ago when my father died.
Until then, it had been a Rossi ...
He drew two cards, each with a name and gave.
- And the ro ot name you mentioned?
- Giancola. It is the union of the names of my os t: Gianni and Nicola,
siblings of my father, in memory of his memory. Both died at birth ... without
being able to help, he raised his hand and brushed a strand of hair from her cheek.
They were twins, face . See how it all starts to fit?
Almost t odo.
- Pandora told me he hated to call him Sandro.
He laughed.
- True, I began to hate that name six years ago. Until you came back into my
life, I called so and it all started to make sense.
- Maybe for you but not for me.
- You may have gaps, but do not know why I do not care that you use that
name. In fact, I love it when you call me that. It is as if he had been waiting six
years.
- And maybe it would never have happened if we had not found us in the
restaurant - Cassie added, handing the cards.

- Qudatelas, if you need to call me.

His words caused a sensation is t remecedora dj vu and he must have
noticed, because he sighed.
Mobile phone-he had in his pocket the day of the accident. I do not see him
again until I was recovered. Not ignored your calls intentionally.
But I had to habe RLAS seen before or since. Has Bria thought he was crazy
because I did not remember it? Maybe that had been the reason why he had so
brutally rejected when he had finally managed to speak with him.
I'm sorry I was so abrupt with you - Sandro muttered, as if reading her mind. I
wish I remembered. I feel I deserve remember me he misbehaved -volvi to rse
hand leads to the head, but I promise it will not happen again.
Cassie thought that these were just words, but he had no choice but to accept
them. Although still continue to bother with it, it would still be the father of her
children. Nothing, not even an apology, would change that.
So he pursed his lips, nodded and squeezed hard cards before going to the
door. Upon reaching her, he stopped.
I'm going to go see Angus on Saturday announced. Maybe you can spend you
too. The twins love going there ... Running through the garden ... It is a neutral
place.
Yes ... Thank Sandro said. Cassie looked down. He called ...
'I know what they're called, face -the interrupted. Anthony and Isabelle ...
Cassie nodded.
- Isabelle prefers to be called Bella. He went first, t res minutes before his
brother. The call Bella because he was as he called his herm not the first time he
said his name - had to pause to swallow. Her eyes filled with tears -. He always we
called Anthony because Bella has always known her name. But ... is that Bella is
so quick and list ... You have a good trip until Saturday.
After that he could not stay there any longer. So he walked through the door
and saw another dj vu , which led directly to Friday night.
Except that then was with composure shattered and a room full of eyes staring
curiously, rather than in an empty restaurant. She felt pale and looked into the eyes
of Pandora Batiste, who was glaring.
Guilt made her blush. If this woman was the mistress of Sandro, had reason to
look well. Would you know what Sandro had on Friday night?

Suddenly, half a dozen phones started ringing at once and Cassie took to cross
the room.
- Yes, Alessandro she heard before leaving.
And he knew that he had done to divert attention from it.

Chapter 7
- E s very good with them, do not you think?
- Yes Cassie nodded, not knowing whether to laugh or mourn to see Sandro
playing ball with twins in the garden.
It was a sunny afternoon, but too cool to come out Angus. Cassie had
preferred to stay inside with him and were sen t ed against the glass door, to see
children play.
Cassie leaned forward to rest her chin on hands. He had a horrible week. On
Monday he had felt after the fatal confrontation with Sandro. On Tuesday had felt
even worse to learn that Pandora would be his real boss, because Sandro had given
the post of Angus. He did not have to have is t ado Monday Bartec had only gone
there and had temporarily occupied the office of Angus, to talk privately with her.
On Wednesday t burns knew he had a real enemy in Pandora Batiste, who had
reprimanded him to go to work half an hour before the rest of the employees. She
had explained that unless he took half an hour to eat, to compensate. Did you also
know that taking more holidays than the rest? He had reached an agreement with
Angus to work from home during school holidays, but Pandora did not seem to
approve this favoritism. Cassie told him that he would arrange for someone to pick
their children and take care of them, but even that seemed to satisfy her.
He had spent most of Thursday trying to solve that slightly m t imo. And on
Friday he knew he had real problems to discover that a person Sandro team would
monitor his every move.
Her friend She had spent the day trying to convince me to tell him what
Pandora Sandro was doing, but Cassie would have preferred cor t ass tongue
before going with the story to Sandro. His pride had suffered enough with Pandora.
And all because of that man, who was playing with his children as if it had
always been there for them.
- He has told you all before we arrived, right? - he asked Angus.
- He is a man who faces problems face - he replied.
"Me not" thought Cassie.
- Look what you've done with the twins when he arrived have added Angus not shown booked, has approached directly to them.
Cassie closed her eyes, remembering the awesome moment when Sandro had
met their children.

I had seen as handsome as ever, in jeans and a light gray jersey, but so tense
and pale he had been afraid to return to faint.
-Sandro ... - she had murmured, unable to hide his concern.
I'm fine had said, without looking away from the two children, who had come
running, but had stopped to look at the room to a stranger.
And no, neither Cassie nor Angus, who watched from his chair, and children,
had happened that tension Sandro to look at each other, and see what was obvious.
A girl with green eyes and blond hair, and a boy with dark hair and eyes. Two
miniature replicas of their parents.
Cassie had done a lump in my throat, but he had managed to present.
Anthony, Bella ... This is Alessandro. Tell him hello.
The twins had obeyed with a murmur. And he had managed to smile and was
on his haunches in front of them before surprising Cassie saying:
Hello, I am your father. I feel that we have not met before ...
-The Truth is that it was very brave, considering ... - said Angus.
Does having in mind the what ?, Cassie asked with tears in their eyes.
- Any man believed to have warned me that he would tell her.
- And a woman considered perhaps their children had prepared just in case.
Cassie blushed.
- He wanted from recognizing him first - defended.
Bella had begun to mourn after that.
- I do not need a dad! had said.
- We do not want you to be our dad! Anthony had added, embracing her twin.
- I had not realized that the fact of not having a father would make them so
vulnerable he admitted Cassie.
- Alessandro was also about to mourn, Cassie.
They were horrible few seconds, in which no one had known what to say.
Bella had continued crying and Cassie had embraced. Anthony was staring at
Sandro, and he had returned his gaze helplessly.
- Now I am surprised I did not realize before like - said Angus.
- Do not know that Sandro and I knew.

- Anthony has hair and eyes of his father, his features and his intense
personality - said Angus - Beautiful has your beauty and fiery nature.
- I'm not fiery! he protested. In fact, he had always considered a very calm
and collected person, except with Sandro ...
And seems to know how to treat them.
Yes, he had controlled his emotions and he had pushed Bella's arms Cassie to
cry on his shoulder. When Anthon and tried to kick for touch his sister, he had
smiled and stretched her hand her free.
And Anthony had taken that hand and then Sandro sat in a chair, with each
one knee. He had talked with them. There was much talk quietly with his Italian
accent, who had bewitched the twins and had filled her with emotion.
It is not even remember me - she whispered to Angus, inadvertently revealing
how much he hurt it.
No ... - he said thoughtfully -. The human instinct is fascinated nte. He does
not remember you, but look at you as if you were his wife.
Your wife? Cassie stood to his feet.
I do not know what you have in mind, Angus, but I assure you that I will not
marry him.
He who had been a friend of his father smiled as if to say he knew her better
than herself.
-Fogosa, As I said.
'Did Sandro something about that t ema? 'she asked, ignoring that last coment
to rio.
'That'll have to talk to him, not me.
Cassie frowned, not understanding why he bothered as to something that
would not happen. Restless, disturbed and unhappy with their own feelings, looked
at the clock.
- It's best we leave lest we lose murmured train, approaching the door to call
the twins.
- Are you running away, Cassie? - Asked Angus -. Maybe you live with the
fear that the man who is out there, playing with his children, disappears as soon as
he entered their lives.
- I did it once.

- Because of a car accident that took place at a very inconvenient time for
you. Now you have the oppor t unid ad to fix things. Think about it, Cassie. The
ino dest does not have those opportunities with All too often, so do not close it
because you follow wound.
- Can I ask you to forgive and forget? - Laughed the the -. Maybe you need a
blow to the head.
Angus laughed too.
- I think it would be less painful than you findest him halfway.
To half of which way? Of the twins? Well, that had already agreed to do so,
for your sake.
- What if it's any help, I think your father would have approved.
Cassie went to Angus and gave him a kiss on the cheek cold and bony.
- Stop playing to be Cupido he warned. And look tired, so we'll leave now,
before you drop trying to soften regarding Sandro.
Although Sandro did not need the support of Angus, and he had found two
much better allies. Cassie discovered a nd cu children came running into the room,
junt or a cold draft.
'What you do not know what, Uncle Angus? - To it nounced Bella. Our mom
and our dad getting married!
- And we'll go and live in Italy! Anthony added.
Cassie looked at Sandro's eyes.
He had planned everything with the precision of an army general. He could
see it in his expression.
The children had rushed to embrace him is t Angus and aban saying hurry up
to get right to visit them to their new home.
Sandro suspected that, had they ado is t alone, Cassie would have given him
another slap. He'd caught without her even realized there was a catch.
A wedding.
It's the only answer - announced.
Cassie opened her lips trembling. Sandro saw pain in his eyes.
-The Next week, he added. I've organized a small civil ceremony, here in
London. Ya really do another wedding later, when we are ... installed.
- Why? she asked.

He stopped her eyes instead of responding and turned to Angus. The old man
got up and pulled puppet which children from the room.
Wordlessly, Sandro turned away from the glass doors and let the kids coats
the back of a chair, then he turned to her.
Cassie crossed his arms.
- Tell me or I leave-what threatened, seeing that not even tried to justify.
- No, you will not leave you because you will not put your sentimien t you
ahead of your children.
He was right, but that did not stop to continue to feeling upset with him.
- Is that why you've cornered me so?
- Of course. Otherwise, you would have resisted. Uncross your arms, face .
You look like the wife of a fisherman looking for trouble.
Did not have time to protest, he reached out and unfolded his arms.
- I want my children to be legally and love you - said still holding his arms.
We could have p roast weeks circling the t ema marriage, but it's done. You can
enfad art all you want, but we both know that will not do anything to change things
not to upset children. You've given them a father, face ... And now you must accept
the consequences of your ... generosity. So we will be married next He gave her the
time and place- week. And we will go to live in Florence.
'And your lover will come with us? she asked sharply.
Sandro looked at her curiously.
Lucky does she have a name?
Lucky ... Cassie tried to wriggle out of it, but not the left.
'Everyone knows that Pandora in Bartec Batiste is your lover. Let go.
-Pandora, My lover? He smiled. So, I warn you to be more discreet from
now.
Cassie was released and raised his hand to slap him, but Sandro grabbed it
and used it to bring it closer to him. When their bodies were together, he kissed
her.
And she discovered two seconds later a kiss full of anger was a dangerous
kiss. When Sandro decided to end it, she bit her lower lip.
You're a witch - she told him, her eyes shining efore.
-I Hate you!

'I want' translated him. And, per Dio , you'll have me night after night as I
marry you.
'With Pandora lucky day to meet your needs?
'That depends on you - he replied, touching his lip. And who taught you to
kiss so aggressively? Surely not me.
How do you know? Cassie replied.
And then I saw him coming. She saw him tense and staggered.
- Sandro ... No!
l is sided and fell on the couch in Angus. Cassie knelt at his feet.
- Sandro - muttered, covering him with a hand on heart, that pounding.
- I'm fine.
- Not true! And it is not possib le every time you pass discuss this!
- I am already a big boy, face . I can argue with you without fainting.
- So why did this ever happened?
- Maybe the way you kiss me Sandro suggested, trying not to think about the
real cause - which will make ours a very interesting marriage.
- Stop talking about that. You should not have brought that topic.
- So I will not comment on your technique when kissing.
Cassie was about to lose his temper, but is controlled by how pale he was. She
was worried, scared, and he joking.
- Less sensitive're a brick he said.
He sighed, reached down and opened his eyes to look at her.
- Let's get married.
- Why? Why the twins?
- Because we both know that is the most logical solution. Tell me, why try to
fight it?
The answer was simple.
- I do not even know me.
'I know myself and have been there for you and the twins if I had not had that
accident. We have married.
Maggie was not sure.

He got up and walked dela nte him.

Tell me, who else forgot about during those weeks?
-of Anyone ... AFAIK frowned -. Why do you ask that?
Isn't it ever occur to you to ask why your brain decided to erase me?
Perhaps because you were the only person I met in recent weeks. Do not think
that matters.
She cared.
So you could be anyone. I could have told you a pack of lies.
Why would you do that?
'Why money? For reassure my children?
Sandro rose.
- Do not try to tell me now that are not my children!
-No Do! But if we had not found us by accident last week, could have lived
the rest of your days without knowing the twins and I existed! How can you know
yours? If I were you, I would do a DNA test.
You sound like my lawyer.
-Eso You have advised? Did they have also said that I do research?
He sighed impatiently.
- Maybe you do not remember me, but I know she insisted. There is a bond
between us that makes having memories. And if only you wanted my money, I
would know.
- So why just erased me from your head?
A strange expression crossed his face before the erased it.
- I do not understand why you're obsessed with that.
- Because it hurts me! Cassie cried. I do not understand and it hurts. And
because I do not want to marry igo t and have to wait one day your mem ory back
and say why t want to forget.
During the silence that followed aa quel to rrebato, Sandro paled even more.
Cassie felt her stress, tension. His gaze was again lost, as if remembering again.
She saw him fight it, I saw him lower eyelids and frown and held his breath
because I knew ... I knew I was going to say something so devastating that would
destroy it.

They heard a noise outside of the classroom door and knew that the twins
were about to enter. Sandro swore under his breath and put his hand to his face.
- I will not let you enter - Cassie said, getting underway and going to the door
with trembling legs.
- Give me a couple of minutes to recover ... 'I asked him. Then I will take you
home.
- We will go by train ...
Do not start arguing again. We take - insisted. Go find i am service. It will be
in the garage, a nd t om tea with Angus.
Cassie was surprised he had not driven it. He was very ugly and obviously did
not trust himself to take the car.
-Sandro ...
The door opened and she turned to the twins. He avoided come into the room
saying they would return home in an elegant way, rather than in a crowded train.
Sa ndro waited until the door had closed to be dropped on the couch and take
your mobile phone.
Marcus said brusquely, okay, I'll do that scanner.

Chapter 8
E l return trip home went with strange and tense normal. Sandro decided to sit
next to the driver and leave all the back to Cassie and children. They were so
impressed by the luxurious transport means were not fixed in the silence of his
father, or the tension that was in the voice of his mother.
Sandro refused his invitation to ascend home with them. And Cassie felt
somehow to liviada because I knew I needed to get away from him, but he was also
very concerned about your health.
Sandro twins smiled at parting and squatting and staring into his eyes, he
promised to see them again soon. Bella came over and gave him a hug and Sandro
reached out to Anthony also closer.
Cassie did not know why both worried that scene, but when Sandro sat up and
looked into her eyes, she also wanted to hug him. He reached out and stroked her
cheek.
- I'll call you - he said, before turning around and get into the car without.
Cassie was devastated, that was what he had told her six years earlier.
Sunday was spent feeling empty, while the twins bombarded with questions
about his father and the wedding plans.
And he did not call.
On Monday, Cassie went to work and pretended it was like any other Monday
morning. His shadow followed at all times, helping to concentrate on work.
However, I was nervous and uncommunicative, waiting to hear the name of
Sandro, find out if he was in the building, if it was okay, but refusing to ask any
questions.
Pandora did not seem to be there, but Cassie was not going to ask for it.
Spent Tuesday as Monday. By Wednesday, cards Sandro had left her purse
and burned in the pocket of her skirt.
Are you okay, Cassie? Ella asked. You are very pale.
I'm fine replied. It's just ...
Come, let's eat. I think you need a little fresh air and rest.
They bought some sandwiches and coffee and went to the small park opposite
the building Bartec. It was hot for October so they sat on a bench under a tree.

All right I said Ella, I'll tell you what I know, and you will fill in the blanks ...
Our sexy new boss is the father of twins. Do not bother to deny it, I realized
instantly. I think Pandora Batiste still does not know, but it feels threatened by you.
- You do not feel threatened if you were his mistress? - Cassie laughed.
- Maybe. About t odo, if t was the twins and you you passed him on Saturday.
Nor can you try to deny it. I stopped by your house when you you were getting out
of his car and decided to leave.
- Well if you had stayed a ra t or more, you would have seen that he left.
- Forever?
- Who knows?
- Why so are you this week?
Cassie shrugged has not replied.
- Silly. You want to tell how you met, for starters? Six years ago you had to
be a girl in the arms of such a man.
- Just five years older than me. It. You can not label the child molester. And
for longer. I'm hungry, I eat.
- No I'm preventing commas. You're doing your own, you're as lost.
It was true, and was due to the silence of Sandro. Perhaps he intended to go to
busc to rla Friday Bartec to marry and then return to leave his office. Or maybe he
had changed his mind ...
- We'll be happy to know that you have not seen Pandora Batiste because the
boss has sent Florence -the She reported.
That did not reassured because no Florence was just another city where two
lovers could meet.
Why had not lla mado Sandro? Would you be in Florence with Pandora? Was
able to do something like that? His head told him no, he sure had a reason for what
he had done six years earlier, but could not avoid having a heavy heart.
Actually, did not know him, nor he her. They were two strangers united by
the two children born to a single night of fabulous sex. Was that enough to marry?
Would not it be wiser to agree on a joint custody of the twins? Had she agreed to
marry?
No, he had not, and Sandro had no right to assume that it had agreed, or leave
it on.

And now comes the most interesting Ella continued. Just before coming here
called me housecleaner Gio to your schedule and will pass all the work in your
shadow. Apparently the boss is ...
Right in front of you he interrupted Sandro.
Both raised their heads at a time. Her words he would say and Cassie felt
surprisingly relieved swallowed.
Le eyes shone when he looked, but it was very serious. Cassie realized that
morning had put the old gray suit and had her hair in a hurry.
He was spotless, as always. Cassie went dry mouth and had to look away
from him and that all he wanted at that time was rip her clothes off and see him
naked.
She wanted him. It was a sudden, hot, violent sensation. She wanted him
naked and tumb to do. I wanted to cross it with his eyes, hands and mouth.
- Where have you been? - Asked more eagerly than he had tried to show.
Sandro wondered what she would say if she told Cassie that he had spent the
last three days locked in his apartment are his brother, living in hell. One hell after
which had recovered memory. He had learned the truth of what happened six years
before that that pale woman with green eyes, belligerent, who was sitting with a
fragile and tense posture, had paid the price for their sins cursed.
- Enjoying my last days of freedom replied wryly.
Cassie wondered if he had been in Florence with Pandora.
- Well, I hope it was worth it.
- Much - he assured her before leaning in to take her by the shoulders and
make him get up.
Suddenly, Cassie was found leaning against him, receiving a passionate and
hungry kiss. Without more, the daylight and in front of her.
And Cassie not only allowed him to kiss her, but encouraged him caressing
her shoulders and neck.
When Sandro released her, he felt weak and dazed, let out a groan of
disappointment.
'I've missed' said he.
I was worried, that's all. You said you'd call me.

Well, I'm fine and I'm here. Enjoy the rest of the meal 'I said to her, leaving
Cassie gripped by the waist.
'How rude! Cassie protested.
Your friend has already vis to enough to give the talk of Bar T ec for a month.
She is not a co t illa.
Then compnsala inviting her to our wedding.
- I did not say I will marry you!
But you will.
The meth tio in the car that is waiting t aba and walked behind her. When
Cassie turned to prot room, Sandro's t aba is waiting.
You prefer hurt and disappoint us at children? - The re t or.
-I Have right at ener into account my sen timient you!
Then perhaps you prefer to use less abrupt methods to convince t e.
It is t aba referring to sex, reminding them they had again lost control with the
kiss of the park.
Cassie parted lips trembling. It was hot. He could fight him, except when he
touched. And I hated that Sandro know.
He could not remember it, but like any man or tro ivo atract and sexualmen
you ac t ive, you could choose a simple white and go for it. The difference was that
her t aba is prepared to offer a marriage because ino des t had made against
becoming pregnant. Without the twins would have been a aven t ura more.
Cassie without ti a chill and apart or away from him. He wondered again if
Sandro would have been these last few days with Pandora. And if you wanted to
know.
Ent onces, he remembered what she had told him just before he reached it.
- Have you been terminated with t ra me to, right? she asked.
- What makes you think that?
Cassie told her what he had told her.
- And you've decided that I have done to push him over, did not surface rt o?
- Is that so?
He frowned impatiently.

- You can not commute from London to Florence, face , that's obvious, but
no. I have not been terminated with t ra your t o. Have a few months off to marry
you in installing ee t ro ot country. When you're ready, if you decide you want to
return to work, I'll find a place in a ave of my organizations. You'll be the one t
ome decision.
- Of course, a small concession t ea fren lots of orders.
- Not a concession. If you knew me better, you'd know that I do concessions
... I really think you're entitled to in deciding whether you want to return or not at
ork after we're married.
'If we were married. Whatever you say, the truth is that you want to corner me
to stop arguing with you.
He sighed.
- That would not work! Believe it or not, I thought the wedding theme was
settled.
Then why did not you call me to warn me that my shadow was there to learn
from me?
Because ... - he paused, pursed his lips and frowned. I've been busy, right? ...
Had things to do. And please sit well. And buckle up! he added, with unexpected
violence.
That surprised Cassie, who gasped.
- Not want you to get fired because they see t ana! - He said, putting his own
belt.
I'm sorry she murmured. I had not thought of.
And I think I overreacted, right?
-Do Not. I deserved - Cassie replied, levan t'm up to stroke his cheek. You
have not told me how the accident happened, but ...
And I'm not going to with t ar - he said, turning away from her.
-Sandro ...
Ea Llevart I was going to eat, but I've changed my mind. We go shopping.
-Para Buy what?
- Partnerships. A wedding dress that makes me fall back commented in more
naturally tone, and maybe a treat for the twins.

Cassie did not respond to that, forcing Sandro head turns. His beautiful bride
sat there with a gray business suit, legs crossed and grim.
Sandro realized that a nd cu showed him vulnerable, her sweet set. And when
trying to move things forward, it was blocked.
- Stop fighting me 'I advised. I understand that you feel the need to do, but
that does not change anything. We're getting married in two days. Face it, Cassie.
She looked at him.
- Any other man would have had the detail to ask me to marry me with him.
At this, another memory assaulted him, a different memory of those who had
until then. Cassie saw naked on a pink bedspread. Her green eyes looked at him
shyly and desire.
"House you with me, Cassie ...".
- Dio ... whispered.
"Tomorrow," had she answered in a whisper.
- Sandro ...?
The sound of Cassie's voice brought him back to the present. He felt his arm
OCABA t.
- Sandro - she repeated nervously. Do Not.
He realized that Cassie thought I would faint, but nothing is further from
reality. What had just experienced had come with clarity ater, after three days of
fighting with his past.
With the country to do which he had forgotten, he thought as he tried to
control his hormones. He looked at his face and sank into its green and anxious
look. She loved. She loved how nibbled her lower lip worriedly.
-I Am fine.
No, no you okay - she said, putting a hand on heart -. Why is it this time?
You, what else? 'I replied. I've seen you naked on a pink bed.
Cassie blushed and Sandro had to suppress the urge to laugh. She knew what
she had seen.
'It was very intense' I he said, pushing the chest to take her hand to his lips.
Sensual ... I added, kissing her fingers - passionate.
I ... You ... - Cassie tensed.

'I was saying that I wanted ...

Not done fails to give me details. I have no memory problems!
'And you were answering me that I also wanted ...
Cassie closed her eyes and tried to pull away from him, but Sandro stopped
him.
-Lo You said really, mi amore ? - insisted. What about me?
- Yup.
Then, we can do it again. It just takes a leap of faith.
He was speaking again of marriage. Actually, I never stopped talking about it.
Except that at that time he was calling act or faith. Cassie tried to pull away again.
- I asked you to marry me ...
- Want to tell me what I already know? she replied.
She had been there! And remember perfectly the first time together in their
tiny apartment, where even more tiny room in his narrow bed covered with a pink
bedspread.
- So I asked again what ar. Will you marry me?
Cassie thought it was a ruthless man, a ruthless pig! It was a pity he could not
remember what had kissed her good-bye in the morning he was gone.
- If I'm willing to try, why can not you too ...?
Cassie opened her eyes to look at him. He looked strong. It was Sandro, thin,
dark, handsome, with those long black lashes that framed a dark, sultry eyes, and
that soft mouth ...
- Okay! - Replic-. I will marry cont igo! But do not think I forgive you for
what I did. Needless to forget what you did with the twins to convince me.
He responded immediately and completely arrogant. With a quick movement,
his long body had trapped her in a corner seat.
-Te Have unzipped the belt!
-The Car is stationary; Now I can do whatever I want with you.
And he did. And she did not try to resist when he kissed her. When he parted
his lips had trouble breathing and was open jacket, shirt buttons undone and erect
nipples because they wanted to go back to being caressed by him. Her hair soil and
sore lips.

-and Is - Sandro said with satisfaction, the act of faith sealed with a kiss. Now,
we go shopping.

Chapter 9
A l out of the car and realize that the driver had parked in Bond Street, Cassie
blushed even more. For a moment she froze, realizing that nearly had not had time
to button her blouse.
And they were in front of one of the most famous jewelers in London. He
looked at the window, but saw none of the jewelry displayed on him because he
was looking at his own reflection.
Again seem crazy, disheveled, with swollen lips and staring. He looked and
saw that Sandro was very pleased with what he saw as he smiled. His appearance
was the same as cu a nd had appeared before her in the park. His clothes were
immaculate, was hairstyle. However, he had seen adjust certain par t is the
anatomy before opening the car door.
And that did not appease the heat felt in the cheeks or between the legs.
- Really, I hate whispered as they waited for the security guard opened the
door of the store.
- I know ... he answered him, giving him a kiss on the ear - and I love, lover
mine. I look forward to continue hiding.
With that promise in mind, entered the store. Then drove to a room where
they were taught diamonds, rubies and sapphires. He rejected the emeralds with a
gesture.
'They can not compete with your eyes, mia bella she said, lifting her face to
look at him, smiling.
It was a different, carefree, more expressive, communicative man. He
wrapped her in diamonds, necklaces, bracelets and made her blush when he placed
a huge white diamond between her breasts.
You want to stop? - Cassie whispered. I will not let me buy anything. And I
feel like an idiot!
I'll buy you this, 'he said -. And I'll eat it on our wedding night, while I like
you.
-you Mad.
-Loco - Was not necessary to add "for you."
Cassie knew he had begun to fall deeply in love with him again, as it was the
ro ot Sandro. The Sandro whom he had met six years ago: relaxed, sociable,
playful, lovely. The Sandro of which had been falling in two weeks. This was the

happy Sandro. Cassie realized how unhappy she had been since they had
rediscovered. What was the reason for this change?
He stopped fighting it. He had agreed to become his wife. And not for the
twins. Maybe you do not remember her, but he knew. And at that time he was
courting her.
That had to mean something. Had to mean that if recovered memory, there
would be to reveal something horrible.
They chose a diamond ring and wedding bands to play.
After that, Sandro again changed his mind and took her to dinner at a t asca,
where they had to remain standing, surrounded by people, although not learned
because he was talking, talking really, as in the past, everything and nothing.
Absorbed.
Touching all the time without realizing it, his fingers playing with her,
stroking her cheek, her hair. She giving dessert apple pieces in the mouth, making
sure he nibbled on each occasion the fingertips. And the sexual magnetism that
existed between both wrapped.
It was as if recreating the first afternoon they had to do in June pas t os
without being aware of it. And Cassie fell under its spell. Then they went walking
Bond Street, grabbed, and Cassie hoped that they start shopping, but he told her
that he would do the next day.
And he liked that, because it meant I also spend the day together.
All went well until Sandro accompanied her to her apartment and first saw
how they lived.
Do not say a word to look at the old sofa, TV, furniture. His look said t odo.
Do not be such a snob, 'she said Sandro -. We have been very happy here.
He crossed the room and the small hallway to his bedroom. Flushed and
disheveled with dignity, opened the closet to hang the jacket.
A noise behind her made her turn and close the cabinet. Sandro was at the
door, looking around the room with the same expression as the lounge.
If you want a pink bedspread, go to the other room - Cassie said, trying to
ease the tension.
He even smiled. He stepped forward, opened the closet and saw what was in
it.

Then he closed it, turned and walked away. Cassie tried to fight the anger that
had caused that before following. He had gone to the room of the twins, which
appeared to have been petrified. One side of the room was all pink and the other
was full of moons, cohe t's and astronauts.
What do you expect? - Cassie snapped, hurt by his attitude -. A bloody
palace?
Sandro turned to look at her. Was again pale, but this time, disdainful.
'It's our house! - She exclaimed angrily -. You can not ever get your rich
noses in it!
- Do Not ...
- Yes, you were doing, but do not worry, Sandro. Bella is looking forward to
the day her wonderful father takes us all to ere to take us to his castle. So, if you
have a house, I advise you to go shopping. You will love to realize your dream!
Anthony maybe not, what worries him most is that you do not speak Italian. And
do not think q ue dream of you have a Cohet and to go to the stars.
Quello told, turned his eyes filled with tears.
- Now I have a castle.
Cassie she stood in the doorway.
- And my own plane. I have several residences in exotic locations, a pair of
helicopters, a yacht and an island in the Caribbean added, almost as if to apologize
for these. What I have is what you have here, a home. Warmth and disorder sighed
with imp to science, making her mirase- it. I'll have to think better what I wanted to
do to impress you to you and the twins when you get to Florence ... She pressed
her lips. I guess you did not like my London flat.
- It reminded me of a huge mausoleum Cassie admitted in a whisper, still
about to mourn -. Sorry ... have malin t ed t erpre your reaction, but ...
- Now you have a problem.
Cassie looked at him and he came over and hugged her.
- Now you adver t you had not felt sorry for me 'said Sandro stroking.
She stuck her tongue out to lick her lips, and Sandro captured hers. The
pushed back out of the room and Cassie had to grab his arms for balance, because
the truth was kissing.

He felt how quickly that he too was beating heart, warmth, control of their
male attributes to make it melt. He heard a door close and realized that was her
bedroom.
Braced himself away from him.
-we Can not.
Yes we insisted he -. We added, kissing her on the neck.
But school ... Twins!
How long do we have? - Asked Sandro.
Cassie tried to think without looking away from her eyes. Do not trust him.
Still felt his erection against the abdomen, and his body was wild.
He tried to breathe. Sandro was waiting for an answer.
Half an hour answered. Jenny, my neighbor, collect them, so maybe forty-five
minutes ...
-I Can work with those parameters he said arrogantly.
And then he started taking off his tie, staring at her. He undressed with grace
and speed, and she was speechless, breathless.
-A Fact, not he admitted as he took off his pants.
- What? Cassie asked while looking at it.
- Making love before marriage. It was to be expected, to make you want me
so much that you could not change your mind.
- You are an arrogant, 'she said as she took off her blouse and unhooked her
bra.
Sandro caught her breasts with her hands and brought them to his mouth. She
moaned with pleasure. And Sandro absorbed him moan with her lips. His hands
followed the soft curves of her body to the rear, which grabbed for her against his
body. Then, carefully, he lay under him on the narrow bed.
They did not speak, had no encouragement to do so. He stroked her thighs and
reached inside. Then she discovered she was ready for him.
Weak, restless, clinging to him, pleading with his eyes fixed. Sandro stroked
to pleasure watching undid him. A Cassie did not think that the fact it would
increase to pleasure his until he saw that he too was crumbling. I saw t omar air
and cross it with vis ta in an act of fierce possession that bordered on the wild. She

pro t is t or when Sandro stopped what he was doing, but when he entered, had lost
all sanity he had left.
- Cassie ... murmured against his mouth when the intensity of the act absorbed
him too.
She dug her nails into his shoulders and lungs struggled to breathe. He knew
he was losing touch with reality, and that he was losing her, aware that both had
come together to summit of excitement and were getting carried away.
The last time I had done that was wild and uncontrollable. At that time they
had crossed the barriers and had come to a completely different level. Cassie could
not move, could not speak, he did not work the legs, so she was hugging her hot
and sweaty body.
Sandro kissed him on the cheek and she felt her lips trembled. Also fingers
trembled when he passed them by the hair back from her face. She managed to
open his eyes and saw that his were too black to be real, they were drunk than they
had just shared. They did not speak; his eyes did for them. They did not smile, did
not joked, they tried not to say anything that would make them arrive before the
fact, to land, to separation.
Cassie's legs finally relaxed. Sandro was heavy, but he liked, he liked the way
her breasts were crushed under him and the way his stomach squeezed his pelvis.
Sandro kissed her eyelids, nose, then in the mouth again, and tension arms Cassie
was relaxing slowly stroked her muscular shoulders, jaw line and cheekbones.
It had been their first time together, every time they made love for that long
and fruitful night in her pink bed and narrow.
How could I have forgotten? How could have erased from his memory as if it
were something not worth the trouble to remember?
They rang the bell and Cassie snapped back to the present.
- Oh, my God, the twins groaned, removing it from her with the strength of
ten women and rising.
He still had the legs numb, so it took them moving. He took his coat, which
was what was closer, and pulled. Forty-five minutes ... They had lost together for
forty-five minutes! He became dizzy just thinking about it.
- Please moves t e. Sandro! yelled to see who was still lying naked on her bed.
Cassie looked away from him and left the room while trying to comb with a
trembling hand. He opened the door and her two children and her neighbor was
found.

- Daddy's here! Bella shouted excitedly.

- We saw your car out! - Anthony added.
Jenny said nothing, but his eyes said it all.
- The 'I'm Cassie said. I should have called for ...
The twins came running, oblivious to how his mother was dressed for the sole
purpose of finding Sandro, who had left the native t slept, but Cassie would have
preferred to have stayed hidden in it. He greeted the children smiling, stroking his
head.
Cassie did not know how he did it so quickly, but he had put his shirt, pants
and shoes. He noticed she was not wearing socks, which almost made her laugh
hysterically. He was disheveled and wearing the cuffs unbuttoned. He realized he
was staring and raised an eyebrow before hugging her waist.
The twins could not stop talking. Bella had grabbed her other hand and
Anthony was tangled between her legs. He looked at Jenny over Cassie's head and
said:
Ah, the only person in the world that my future wife would trust the care of
our children. It's a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Dean ...
He displayed his charm in every syllable and Jenny was not immune to it.
When they closed the door, the woman wearing happily married forty-five years,
had been seduced by a man who could make heads turn any woman if he wanted
to.
'It was awful Cassie murmured, leaning against the wall, still blushing.
-for Your reaction, I assume that your neighbor is not used to surprise in this
sit ua t ype - said S to ndro.
If he had said t ono joke, Cassie had not done him any grace. To repent and he
went from burning to be icy. Suggested Sandro Had he brought home to other men
... or I was asking?
Whatever it was, aware of the presence of twins, tried to control himself.
- Sorry whispered, breaking out of it and disappearing by the puer ta of your
room.
How Sandro had dared to insult the same manner? How dare he make
comments about your love life?

Angry, went to bed and pulled the covers with more violence than necessary.
The floor was full of clothes. While picking, she thought in the bedroom of Sandro.
Maybe just to share those facts were lost control.
Had Sandro made that comment because he was used to being itself might
catch with their pants down? The ba t to be removed. I could behind the closed
door of his room, heard the twins talking animatedly with him.
How he would have had a sex life with two kids hanging around? He had not
been with anyone for six years.
And he still had not answered his question about Pandora Batiste. Was it
possible that she had been sleeping with the same week in Florence.
He pulled jeans and a long sleeve shirt and spent a couple of minutes picking
up your clothes. Then he took the last of Sandro and went with her to the living
room where she saw left her dead.
Sandro was sitting on the floor with his back against the couch and stretched
his long legs under the coffee table. Bella was on her lap, enraptured with him.
Anthony stood beside right shoulder Sandro, teaching very seriously to make an
airplane with a sheet of paper. In the room there was evidence that it was not the
first attempt, though Cassie doubted anyone with the ability to Sandro he needed
so many opportunities.
Sandro had an arm around his daughter and staring at his son. A Cassie's eyes
filled with tears because it seemed amazed at what Anthony was telling. The three
were joining their way. Bella, with her innate tactile nature, snuggling against him,
Anthony with its practicality and technical skills, S ndro trying to meet the needs
of both to form them into a threesome.
For the first time in the five years of existence of the twins, Cassie learned
what he was separated from them feel, and it hurt. Realized that the children had
missed contact with his father knew. And that Sandro had lost many things to not
know.
Account wearing clothes Sandro in the arm, and that his intention had been to
throw it to his face gave, but that might have to break the weak link being
established there.
Without that they saw, he returned to the room and left the clothes on the bed.
Then he went to the coci n ay stood there, looking out the window without
knowing what he was thinking or what he felt, knowing only that something inside
her had changed.

Realize that their children needed a father, he needed it or not she a husband.
And she needed to recognize Sandro though it cost him.
- What's the matter?
Sandro was at the kitchen door. Cassie turned and saw him with his hands in
his pockets and still unbuttoned shirt. He looked sad, wary, as if he had caught his
humor from the other room and had been forced to go see it.
- Where are the twins? she asked quietly.
- Watching TV. I've noticed that you were watching us. ... You seemed
shattered.
Shattered ?
- No she replied, getting to outline a smile. I've noticed things entirely She
turned to face him, he crossed his arms and leaned against the closet that was
behind him. What will your family say when you show up in Florence, married me
and twin five years?
- My family? - He repeated, frowning.
- Gio said the other night at the restaurant, which had a large family she
explained Cassie -. He said that for this reason, you got good families.
- I am mother, two older sisters and my brother Marco, I do not understand
what you mean.
She shrugged.
Except your brother, the rest never have mentioned me. Neither the past nor
in the present. I wondered what the reason was.
Which have been focused on us. I already looked complicated enough.
-Vendrn To the wedding?
-Do Not. I thought to do it better be an intimate ceremony of respect for
children. No ... I knew what they would think of me -esboz a sonris a -. I did not
think I was going to have to wear t ea dragged to the altar.
Cassie squeezed or lips and nodded, he was right. The emotional turmoil that
had suffered during the last two weeks was not conducive to social presentations.
Do you know your family have gaps?
Would you mind to the point, face ? Because I'm lost.
Cassie wanted to do, but even she knew what she wanted.

I guess what bothers me is that, in reality, we know nothing of each other said, trying aclararse-. And we are planning to get married, like two fools teenagers
...
-The Fact that we have twins than five years makes it impossible for us to be
teenagers - Sandro joked.
But that's just arithmetic - she said. I still do not know and you do not
remember me. The twins deserve in rn or family stable, parents who marry for
their sake, but to repent after its dec ision.
- I will not regret marrying igo t - Sandro said firmly.
Cassie t om air.
- Well, I think we should wait.
- Do Not.
- I think it would be better for children long term if ...
- Do Not! - He angrily repeated. I want to marry and I want to do it anymore.
Twins hope we get married and I'm not going to spoil Permi t what this and getting
to them. What has happened to you since we made love?
"Good asked to" thought Cassie. In t onces, he realized what it was.
- Have you assumed that men bring to my house she said. If you knew me
better, you'd know I would never do that in front of my children ...
- Our children ...
- And not me gust ado you to do that comment like you did not care if he had
presented to the children a lot of guys. What do you think makes me think your
casual attitude about sex?
- I do not practice sex superficially angry Sandro announced. Then he took a
breath. He approached her and lifted a hand to touch his cheek. Anyone with
experience know that a man faints with a woman who considers only a stallion.
You, my amore , there are an experienced woman. And so I apologize for my
comment, which has been rude and unwarranted.
Cassie started to speak, but he put his hand in his mouth.
-Do Not. Cllale and no further excuses to break you from me. We are made
for each other. Remember that act of faith.
Was that what he was doing? Looking for excuses to get rid of it? Maybe yes.
It scared him what was between them.

'You love me. And at i. And work on the rest - he said firmly -. Trust me.
Trust t i. We both want this.
And "this" was the kind of kiss that obfuscated by comple to your brain.
"This" hands were caressing her face. It was not sexual, was gentle, soothing and ...
Cassie was carried away by it. Again.

Chapter 10
S andro stayed with them until the twins were asleep. He had prepared pasta
for t ll, befitting his visit to a family event in which everyone should participate.
And he did it with a joy that covered their own cracks. Cassie had surprised
him by questioning his marriage. No I had expected and, at that time, his
consciousness was tormenting him because he had asked her to trust him when in
fact knew she had a point.
- Will be back first thing in the morning - he promised.
- You could stay ...
She could stay. Cassie was approaching him first and Sandro knew, very
reluctantly, I had to decline the invitation.
- No - said, softening the negative with a kiss on the lips -. We're getting
married in less than thirty-six hours. We will have to wait for later. I have my
principles.
Cassie opened her eyes and pressed against him. He wanted, that I could not
deny.
I do not want to confuse the twins being the first man to see in your bed
before we got married - he decided.
Very honorable of you solemnly teased her, but could leave before dawn ...
Not so much that is honorable, as here the walls are paper and sometimes
you're so ... outrageous.
Sandro smiled at herself blushing.
Tomorrow can not see us - told her. I have too much to do.
I thought we were going to go shopping.
-A My dress? I think that I can do it alone.
You mean it's me cas t t ore igando not allow you to take me back to bed?
The brightness of the eyes of Cassie proved him right. He sighed and laughed
afterwards. It was beautiful. Shy, feisty, stubborn, sexy. Intelligent, independent ...
and almost his.
And he had to get out of there before burning their ships and tell him
everything. Honorable? No. Are Ruthless, manipulative and calculating? Yes, it
was all that. And he was also a coward for not risking share with her what I already
knew.

He ran his fingers through his hair and threw her head back. We said
goodnight and left.
Cassie closed the door and leaned against it with a silly smile on his face. She
went to her room with her and slept with her, and when the next skill na rose, still
smiling. After taking the twins to school, spent the day running from one side to
another to fix everything to go to Florence.
When he returned home, I was so tired I went on the old chair, dropping the
bags shopping around. The phone rang. He smiled because he thought it would
Sandro who call her, but it was not him.
- It's okay She said without preamble. Did you know that our new Super Chief
had a serious accident or so by the time you got pregnant you twins?
Cassie sighed.
- Yup.
There was a brief pause before she mutter:
- You're full of surprises, Cassie Janus. I did not think I knew that his fiancee
had died in the same accident. I guess I left you to return with her, right? No
wonder that fell fainted when he saw you, he must be guilty that gave the blow!
Cassie felt stunned to receive so much information and so traumatic. For
several seconds he thought she was going to faint.
- Come on, Cassie ... Say something!
- How did you learn from that? she whispered.
- Everybody knows Bartec. Is t to have ta on Facebook! He has since vengeful
there to Pandora!
The phone rang five minutes t burns. Cassie was still sitting on the couch. On
that occasion itself was Sandro.
Cassie ... - said urgently.
I knew it. He had been warned.
I hate you, 'she murmured, and hung up.
Sand had been betrothed ro ot ra t when he had cor ected in Devon. He had
used another name lest they found it and all I had told him about the two names
was nothing more than a ploy to protect themselves. He had lied to her and she had
betrayed his fiancee.

Had she been too good Italian family, as Sandro? Would it have been pretty?
Would it have been nice, sweet and innocent? Had he died without knowing that
her fiance was cheating?
He rose from his chair and walked to where he had the computer. Five
minutes Lard sat at the dining room table, looking at the most beautiful and dark
creature he had ever seen. He had blue eyes and her smile was warm. It was really
Sandro, surrounding her with one arm.
... Marchese Alessandro Rossi, the eldest and heir of Italian industrial
Luciano Marchese son, and Phebe Pyralis, the only daughter of industrialist Anton
Pyralis, celebrating its commitment to forging an alliance designed to shock the
industrial world ...
I did not want to keep reading, but I could not stop.
There were photographs and articles about the dazzling couple links to news
about the accident he could not avoid reading too. He even found a picture of him
with Sandro in a restaurant and followed by an article in which it was said that
Sandro had a love you when his fiancee had died. There was even talk of the
existence of the twins and their adventure began at the home of Angus. Although
this was not true. If Cassie had known Sandro through Angus, would have known
all about it and there would have been nothing between them and, therefore, would
have had twins.
He felt sick and ran to the bathroom, but stopped because someone rang the
doorbell before insistently. He forced himself to go open the door, but did not want
to see anyone.
Sandro was there. It seemed different, there was tension in his face.
- In accordance right away- said. I should have told you.
Cassie moaned and tried to slam the door in his face, but he pushed open the
door, so Cassie turned and left. He heard the door close as she stood in front of the
window.
Sandro followed, stopped at the door. She ran at him. He was impeccably
dressed, as always. What you saw was what he had, he thought bitterly, a sexual
predator with a ruthless candle that fell into the depths.
He scanned the room with his eyes, as if searching for something. He looked
angry.
Not being at home - told Cassie - Had been here, you would not let go.

He looked at the laptop that was on the table. She pursed her lips, she
approached him and saw what was on the screen.
Cassie hugged an ta t force ribs ached.
'I let you go with another woman, and I did not know she whispered.
'Sorry , 'he murmured.
-I Do not want you to tell me you're sorry! Cassie cried, like a wounded
animal -. I just want you to admit that you lied to me!
'I have not lied answered him, closing the computer.
-A H, I had forgotten that you did not remember me - said her sarcs ono t t
ico.
- OK! I know from the first night why he had forgot me to do t i. I deleted my
mind because I felt guilty, Cassie!
Cassie got sick when he heard confessing the truth. And Sandro did not seem
to be much or better than her. He was stiff, as surprised as she was to her own
confession.
You're a pig.
- Yup.
-Given How you treat women, no t ex raa me that Pandora has done what he
has done.
What do you mean?
Nor hell has the fury of a woman scorned - she said sarcastically. It was your
love you before I showed up. You must ...
- It was not my lover.
- So what was it?
- My assistant. My ...
- Personal Assistant?
- Do Not! And stop being ironic protested impatiently. My relationship with
Pandora's just professional. Okay ... she sighed. ... I know she has feelings for me.
So I decided to put in charge of Bartec, that you will pass the ... infatuation while
paying attention to other things. She did not like, but accepted the challenge. Then
re-entered you in my life and it is clear that Pandora has let his feelings obfuscate
your common sense.
- Did you ever s lying to her?

- Do Not.
- Have you ever wanted to put him to bed with her?
- Do Not! To tell you the verd ad, is a weigh in. When Gio said you aba is
making things difficult in Bartec, I decided to do something more permanent with
it, so I sent her to Florence and told him to seek another job. And this was his
vengeful answer!
- According Cassie whispered -. I believe you.
- Grazie 'he said.
- But do not think I'll forgive! Cassie replied instantly -. You should have told
me about your fiance.
- I tried several times, but ... I knew it was going to hurt you. And he could
not predict how you would react. So I decided to wait until we were married before
explaining what you ... Phebe - could not even say his name without gulping
before. And I had to think about what was best for the twins.
- How would you dare to put them in this! - Cassie cried. And do not think I
am impressed with your excuses! From the beginning, things have always been as
you wanted. What about me, what I wanted?
You me You wanted me. Since I saw in this ma ldi to restaurant, Cassie ...
Well, I already have, bound, underpinned and even gift wrapped. I'm giving you
what you wanted!
You're a cocky!
'I also wanted to have you. Why do we deny that we both wanted the same
thing?
I did not want to be the cross utilizases to save your conscience.
And she hated him for turning her into that. Always hate him for it!
-Did Your fiancee of my existence? - He asked.
- Do Not.
That he eased.
He came to meet me at the airport. We step on a puddle of oil on the way to
Florence. And she ... died after ... He paused before adding, And do not think you
need to know more.

Cassie nodded. Sorry for the poor Phebe Pyralis. I even felt a little sorry for
Sandro and so had lost that night. A guna six weeks of your life was nothing
compared with the image of the accident.
Two people, a car, oil, two broken bodies ... His hand went to her mouth. Two
lives torn between the metal. Three more lives, yours and twins, falling into the
black hole of mind of Sandro.
- Now no wonder you told me you did not know me and what I wanted and
did not know when I called.
His brain had refused to allow the remembered.
- What I said was that day, is unforgivable -acept-. I can only plead in my
defense I did not remember you. And Phebe ... - swallowed - Phebe and I were in a
coma after the accident. She did not come out ... I do ...
There was pain in her elegant cheekbones. Cassie recognized the guilt of the
survivor and ached for him, much to his dismay.
- The day you called me was the day we buried ... He was, face the worst day
of my life.
Cassie turned and t apo mouth with her hand. He had never felt so bad.
- I was devastated - continued Sandro-. Almost was not able to function as a
human being. I do not remember deleting your calls from my mobile phone, and
now I know then forgot, as he had forgotten everything about you ...
She closed her eyes, trying not to suffer, but could not. Suffered by poor
Phebe, by Sandro, for herself and for the twins.
When we meet again ...
-Please Cassie whispered. Do not follow.
He had heard enough, he understood enough. Phebe. poor Phebe, had been the
true love of Sandro and he had cheated. She had forgotten her to continue living.
That did not make him a bad man, just a man with flaws.
For six long years, Cassie was considered an adventure for Sandro. Upon
learning of the accident, and that he had lost his memory, he had regained his
dignity. A dignity that had just lost again. If Phebe Pyralis had not died in that
damned accident, at that time would be married to Sandro, probably surrounded by
children. And she and the twins would remain out of his life.
Instead, due to a trick of fate, she had touched the jackpot: Sandro marry. A
father to his children. "What luck," he thought. "Did not I lucky?".

Compared to Phebe Pyralis, it was.

He looked at the bags on the floor and returned to feel nauseous at the thought
of what was inside: her wedding dress. A beautiful dress for Bella and set to
Anthony he hoped the child encontrase right to attend a wedding.
A wedding.
It felt so hurt that he turned his back and closed his eyes.
- Cassie ...
She shook her head in silence.
- I want you to leave murmured. Twins t ardarn not arrive. Rather you were
not here when they did.
He was silent. Cassie turned and looked at him. His expression was again
arrogant. Fuming over his eyes. Her lips pursed. Every muscle in his body was
tense.
- You're throwing - he hissed.
- What did you expect me to do? - Asked Cassie. What me and we continued
to swallow as if nothing had happened?
- You think you can take my children!
- Are also my children. And I have not said anything to take them off.
- But you were pensated do! Sandro replied angrily. Want to punish! You
want me out of your life!
- Is not that what you did to me six years ago?
He turned, walked away from it.
- Leave, Sandro. Right now, I do not anymore.
Again he put his hand to his mouth. He turned. She was devastated,
trembling, with a heavy heart.
It became quiet again. Before her, I saw how the first go t as rain pounded the
ana t see. The sky had darkened as they discussed, ending two weeks of good
weather. "The twins will it get wet," he thought.
From pron to heard a noise behind her, she stiffened and turned. Sandro was
approaching his expression did not like. Impulsively, Cassie got behind the couch
because something in him had changed. His attitude had changed.
He felt an electric current through her.

Do not you dare come near me! she warned.

As if the sofa was to protect. Sandro him away and pushed back until he
reached the wall behind him.
What are you doing? - He asked, raising his fists to strike his chest, but he
kept going until their bodies were glued.
Cassie had never seen him behave so threatening, never seen that strange
gleam in his eye. He wondered if he should be scared. She was not scared, I was ...
I'm going to see if you really can not stand me - he muttered, putting his long
fingers through his hair to throw her head back.
Not I want ...
He could not say more because Sandro silenced her with his lips and invasion
of his tongue. Cassie defenses faltered. He grabbed the front of his shirt. Her legs
were limp. Tio is rhetorician, his traitorous body burned with desire for him. Her
mouth responded to the passionate kiss. "It's not fair," he thought, feeling helpless
as he surrendered.
Then Sandro finally stopped torturing her and lifted her head to look l aa eyes.
- You can follow soportndome, face .
He released her, turned and crossed the room.
- I'll esperndot e morning at half past eleven to marry he said as he placed the
couch at all if t io quietly. No t get burned.
- I will not go - she replied, still trembling.
- Of course I'll come. You can not afford not to.
She held her breath, looked into his eyes.
- What do you mean?
He came to the puer ta swaggering, confident. He turned to face her.
- Your monthly salary up to me she reminded him. And perhaps you do not
know is that pr ECIO est and flat, too. If you want me to confirm, call Angus she
suggested. He will tell you that bought their property portfolios while Bartec.
Cassie gasped. I had to lean against the wall for support.
- I guess you just had to tell me from the beginning - he said.
- Quite the contrary. He would have preferred not to have to do smiled wryly.
However, we have no time for beating about the bush while ... cures your wounded
pride.

'What pride? I do not have that. You did you ripped me!
At that time, the wall was not able to endure. Her legs were shaking and had
an upset stomach. He stumbled, circled the couch and sat on him, curling up like a
wounded dog.
Look ... Sandro said sighing - we have to ...
-Cllale. I hate you. Looks like she whispered.
- Cu ndo you break the rules you have to pay for it! Six years ago, I broke the
rules, but have been you who has paid for it. Now, I have to resarcirt e.
He was speaking again of the wedding. You really thought that marrying her
would indemnify?
-'m Not going to be the cross you wear on their backs to relieve your guilt.
Not what I meant.
Well to me it sounded to me as well.
All right, I'll say otherwise - took a deep breath. I broke the rules. The twins
have paid for it. And I want to compensate for it.
With that Remat as all your insults to me.
He sighed with a frown. His expression changed and Cassie could not help
but worry about him.
Do not you dare faint you again in front of me, Sandro.
- Do Not ...
Yes, you will desmayart e - she said with an effort and rising.
She saw him tense as she came to him and agar raba arm. A second t burns,
was leaning on the door frame, at warping.
- Why is it this time? Cassie she asked suspiciously.
- Why your sweet and loving tone of voice?
- I'm not for jokes. You need to lay you ...
- What I need is to let t ea confront me.
- What do you want me to do? What forgive all sins t us?
- Yes - contes t or him, staring into her eyes. You bought the dress, face . And
you know, deep down, you care He raised his hand and stroked her lips -. Hate me
later when we're married. Then I'll take me better.
Cassie threw her head back to her out of his hand.

- How I can be sure of that?

- Call it instinct.
What he was doing was Sandro advantage of their understanding.
- I swear by my life will not regret he said putting a hand over hers.
She pulled away and went to the couch, where he returned to curl up.
- Think about how the twins will feel if you turn away from me now.
Cassie looked at the bags of shopping. And he thought of the twins. They
needed. They wanted what he offered. I could not take away the happiness because
I had problems with Sandro.
Not sleep in your bed - said almost without realizing it.
All right - he answered, and after that, he left.
Cassie realized that it was a t Actica removal and regretted having yielded.

Chapter 11
S andro looked at his watch and walked through the lobby of City Hall like a
caged cat. He looked up and looked at the men who were there, watching him.
- As you say a word, I'll kill growled.
- They come from 'I said Gio Rozario- way. There is heavy traffic.
- If you are not sure. Alessandro, maybe you should think better.
- Maybe you're my brother and a good doctor. Marco, but you have no idea
what you're saying. So you hold fast your opinions to yourself.
Setting up both hands and stepped back.
Sandro turned and walked from one side to another. In cer to how his brother
was right, but could not read his thoughts and understand the emotions she felt, or
how urgently needed Cassie marry him.
He had waited for six long years for this momen came to, that this woman
became his wife.
'The car has just arrived she informed Gio quietly.
He turned and walked toward the door, just in time to see his driver helping
Bella out of the car. Her heart sank when he saw his beautiful daughter, who
looked like a princess with this pink dress.
That was thanks to Cassie, who had wanted to make the dream of the girl
actually, despite not wanting that dream for her.
Then he left his son, jeans, sneakers and a blue shirt and red plaid. The mother
of his son had not made the mistake of offending the dignity of the child disguising
it with wedding clothes.
The heart sank even further.
And even more to see a pair of beautiful legs appear at the door of the car,
followed by the rest of that beautiful creature who was to become, despite himself,
his wife. He went round in a flowing vest white skirt and lace jacket that clung to
her slim waist. She wore heeled shoes white hair was adorned with a single rose
pink.
He saw her look up, stand still, cross it with his eyes with his intense green
eyes. He felt his body entered boil.
Cassie was found nailed to the pavement with a general feeling of warmth.
From there down he watched Sandro, who was at the top of the stairs and looked
even taller than he was, darker, and ten times more attractive than she wanted to

think it was. She was a beautiful and elegant black suit and a white shirt gleaming
in the sun. His lips tightened with arrogance and firmness, but remained pouty lips.
I had to look down to get moving. Suddenly her shoes t Acn seemed too
fragile to withstand heavy feeling in the legs. The twins were already running
upstairs, screaming at him, waiting and receiving the warm welcome that had
already been acostu I nger to get your part e.
Cassie followed slowly, aware that he should not be doing that, you do not
want to, but unable to keep moving forward, as if the would attract Sandro.
Bella was turning to see her better, Anthony t iraba of one of his hands and
said something, something must Sandro is no t ar listening, because I had t ode
their attention fixed on her. And her heart was beating fast my, knowing she should
not feel anything for him. When he reached the top of the stairs and was forced to
lift the chin to look at him, felt him tremble.
He looked into her eyes. He took her hand and brought it to his lips.
- You are amazing she said.
She then came running, looked nervous and had difficulty breathing.
- Sorry I'm late. There is a horrible traffic ...
And the arrival of her friend saved Cassie telling Sandro stupid, like "you
too".
Sandro played the role of host and introduced worldwide.
Marco gave Cassie's hand firmly.
It's a conocert finally and officially pleasure.
Cassie wondered if I was in earnest. His smile, his attitude and even his voice
was content. Did he not think highly of it? Would he be compared with the
beautiful Phebe Pyralis? Would you be thinking about the relationship he had with
Sandro in the past as he removed his hand?
Both went dry throat could neither swallow. She managed to smile at Gio
Rosario, but it hurt the mouth to do. Then came the work of the council and asked
them to follow. Cassie thought she was going to faint.
Then. Sandro put an arm around her waist and pushed forward. His smile was
so tense that she obviously knew that Cassie was still struggling with herself about
what she would do.
My reluctant wife - muttered wryly when his car took them to the airport.

They had left Gio and Ella on the steps of city hall, wondering where to eat.
Sandro's brother had apologized and disappeared right after the ceremony.
Cassie wondered if the word ceremony defined the cold promises that had
been made in thirty short minutes they had done that he should be simple Cassie
Janus, the super Elegant lady of Alessandro Marchese.
- When will you voice broke in half of your statement, I thought someone was
going to break into the room to announce that you could not marry me Sandro
joked.
Bella had come to her uda ay, he had t irado skirt and told him that he had not
finished the sentence.
- See how your ring shines, Mom - Bella said, reminding that twins
accompanied them.
They were perfect to avoid any adult conversation, thought Cassie smiling at
them. He looked down at her engagement ring, which was next to the alliance.
When he went to put his Sandro, had trembled t n to the hands that she almost fall
out on the floor.
Sandro reached out and stroked their heads to twins. He said nothing. Cassie
looked up and he did not speak, but the gleam in his dark eyes made him feel heat
throughout the body.
They had become husband and wife, for better or worse, it was done. And the
reason was among them, a boy and a girl with a happy face.
"Admit it. Cassie! "She told herself impatiently. "At the end of the day, and
however much we've trying to fight it, you are exactly where you wanted to be."
The sun was beginning to set when they flew over a house and garden that
made Cassie was cut off breathing.
To get there they had used private je t Sandro, who had brought them
Vespucci airport in Florence. After they had gone to one of their helicopters to
travel forty miles further south and reach the cottage of the Marchese.
The twins were tired after such t as hour trip and did not seem to impress the
first sight of their new home.
For his part. Cassie was beginning to realize what kind of man she had
married.
'Welcome to Villa Marchese Sandro muttered when they had aterrizado-.
What do you think? Cassie asked then curiously.
It's ... largest - was all he could say.

He's not a castle 'said Bella disappointed.

Looks like today please you do not get Sandro sighed.
I saw a huge pool - Anthony said, Can we swim now?
Well, maybe I can please my son Sandro added.
He opened the door, got out and helped her down to the twins, who ran as if
they had just opened the door of a cage. Cassie panicked to see them go.
-Sandro, Go get them! he shouted in alarm, trying to exit the helicopter
without noticing how tall he was.
Sandro turned just in time to hold her in his strong arms. Without thinking,
Cassie put her arms around his neck and clung to him.
- I knew you arrojaras back to my arms as my home vieses commented
Sandro laughing.
- Very funny. Let me down.
He stopped laughing. Instead lowered to the ground, pressed closer against his
body. Cassie knew what would come next and gripped the collar of his shirt.
- Sandro, no.
- Dio , Sandro, yes -the contradicted him. At rapando her mouth with his lips.
He kissed her hungrily and Cassie felt a shiver through her. With a muffled
groan of desire, Sandro thrust his tongue into her mouth, a nd ech down all
defenses and making that supported her head on his shoulder, his heart beating at
full speed. It was horrible and wonderful at the same time because both Cassie
needed that kiss that was not worth trying to deceive follow.
She wanted him. She was hungry for him, confused, crazy, uninhibited, and
kissed him back with all the passion I had inside. When Sandro turned away, her
eyes were full of tears.
- You had to have told me about it - he said.
- I could not - he said hoarsely. Since I had done too much damage to
abandon t e. He could not certify thee again talking to her.
- The wanted ...
- No - he firmly refused -. We did not have that kind of relationship. It was
my friend before my fiancee. We decided to get married because they wanted our
families, but ... Damn! - Murmured. It was very good.

Cassie shivered and wondered what Sandro have felt for this woman to
describe only as good.
-The Wanted, but not as it should have loved her. Now I know, but then did
not understand breathed raggedly. She did not need my money because I had his. I
did not need social category ariseth because he was my height. I did not expect too
much passion for me and did not care that pass more time working than at his side.
If you're going to confess you were doing a love obligation not want to hear Cassie said.
-Nunca Made love! - He exclaimed, finally leaving on the floor and swearing
in Italian.
Cassie stood there, Temb the ndo, staring in disbelief.
That could not believe it, knowing him as I knew.
-an T is to leave for England, had never had to cancel the do nues t ro
commitment - continued Sandro-, but said we would use that time we were
separated into thinking about it.
'That seems like a cheap excuse.
I I know! Do you think I'm not conscien like it? I used that excuse to convince
me myself when I came to London I met yte. So I forgot about you, for cas t
igarme myself for having wished most to you than her.
- I understand that you blame your muer you, but ...
- What do you say? I did not kill her! It was she who almost ma t me or me.
She drove! Have not read all the articles Pandora hung on Facebook?
Cassie shook her head.
- I was afraid to meet with unpleasant pictures.
- He had admitted Sandro-. It took hours to remove from the car. I do not
remember anything, just Phebe is t aba tense, distracted, telling me something ...
She pressed a finger to the TE fren. I do not remember what, but its tension. I t aba
is also nervous because I had to talk to you, then ... He swore to see that Cassie had
ado He began to cry. You put not mourn before me, face - he warned. Or I will not
be responsible for what happens next, or where it occurs.
Cassie controlled his tears. Sandro muttered something in Italian and then
walked over to kiss her again.
- You ...

- Cal lat and he ordered him not to speak kissing -. Is it that you do not realize
when a man is crazy about you? Is not it enough to have made us swoon at my
feet?
- That was because you felt guilty ...
- Was to see you! Seeing t us beautiful green eyes glaring.
They were still on the platform where the helicopter had landed. Neither had
noticed that the pilot was gone, and that the voices of children are no longer heard,
or that from the windows of the house were watching with interest.
Then. Cassie remembered the twins.
-Sandro, The twins have disappeared.
He stepped back.
There's a whole army of employees in the house, all capable of monitoring
two children, so I can take care of what I have to qui.
'What you got?
A wife. My wife, chained me in more ways than one - grabbed harder for it to
be aware that, physically, was his prisoner -. You love me. You are so crazy for me
as for you. Why not give in and tell me so I can drop their guard and move on?
Cassie wrinkled her nose while looking at it. Chewed his lower lip. The
behavior of Sandro was blatantly arrogant and confident. But ... there was
something about him that disturbed her at the time.
-go Ahead?
He smiled.
Do not worry, we will not go to a child's bed with a pink quilt.
-Te Remember t odo! - Cassie said.
Hmm.
Why do not you tell me before?
- Because I had to take advantage of your inner understanding until I had him
here he explained. Had to allow you to think I was going to faint every time we
discussed.
- That's ...
- Vil, devious, stinky? Sandro suggested.
- When you remembered everything?

- In-house Angus ... - he said without the slightest flush of arrepen t t ro imien
total. Then I spent t res enclosed days at home with my brother, for what my brain
bombarded me with the images that I had forgotten. However, I did not tell him to
siguieses focused on what really important.
- Ie you.
- And how you felt about me Sandro added.
The children came running, with several employees chasing home. Suddenly,
they seemed so full of energy that Sandro sighed.
- I guess you do not want to tell me you love me before we end this
conversation ... murmured hopefully.
"Before me what you have to say to me," thought Cassie.
- Mom, you gotta come see how big the house! - Said Anthony.
- It's almost as big as a house! - Enthusiastically added his twin. And they ...
said, pointing to employees - do not let us get into the pool.
- I think you have not understood us when we tell them that know how to
swim - said Anthony.
I think so - said Sandro -. Now I will punish you more t burn me in suspense
added muttered turning to Cassie.
That sounds ... interesting - it answered.
Suddenly, he felt the ground up.
-Perdonadnos, But ... we have a tradition to uphold.
Cassie blushed, but he smiled at the children.
Your mother is ... tired. I'll take her to bed. If you really want to bathe,
utilizad the heated indoor pool, but that will accompany at least two adults, right?
The twins nodded. He nodded also instructed its employees and then headed
home.
- Are there outdoor and indoor swimming pool? Cassie asked surprised.
Are you impressed?
She nodded.
'And that ... tradition of which you spoke? he asked.

We have to negotiate limits. Find a marriage bed. And I wear a necklace with
a diamond, disgustingly ostentatious, but very sexy in his pocket. Also, I have to
enforce other traditions, but these require certain magic words to ... get going.
Cassie's embraced his neck and licked his upper lip. He looked down to see
how he did, then returned to her eyes.
Cassie thought it was so sexy that almost could not bear it, and his heart
raced. Sandro stopped walking. The tension increased.
- So?
They were still outside, a few steps from the house. Cassie moved his arms,
snuggling closer to his body.
- Say you first.
- What you want is to serve you my heart on a platter, right?
- Humm said she nodded. You see, I still have not forgiven you for what you
told me six years ago ...
He was referring to the phone call. Sandro knew, and knew he was going to
have to work hard to make him forget that.
- You have to know, mia bella these words did not come from the lips of this
man. The man disappeared six long years and did not reappear until you put them
back eyes on you. If you think about it, now that's a declaration of love.
Cassie thought was right. Six years earlier, he was in love with Sandro Rossi.
When he had telephoned, eight weeks later, was another Sandro, different, broken,
who had answered the phone.
- Okay, it seems fair. I love you - she said shakily. I never stopped loving you
in these six horrible years. I'm glad you're back at ea encontrart yourself,
Alessandro Marchese, and above all, I'm glad you found me.
His serious expression changed with a smile.
'That a prize he said' I deserve.
Hmm murmured Cassie -. That sounds ... interesting.
The house could wait. Cassie did not notice anything while Sandro's climbed
the wide stairs. Not even noticed the baroque splendor of the bedroom in which
they entered, or the huge bed where he lay.
Only saw the man who had just lie down beside her, with a collar with a huge
diamond in hand.

'I'll make love has sta you think you're dying - Sandro threatened in a whisper,
with deep, soft and sensual voice.
Cassie lips parted to pass the tongue over the diamond.
Yes, please -accedi.
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