Innocent in the Italian's Possession

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herself enjoying the view of the islands strung into the Ligurian Sea like emeralds floating on the foam-edged blue waters.
    She supposed to any passerby they looked like a couple out enjoying the evening. But that was just an illusion.
    There was nothing casual about her being with Stefano tonight. This was pure business. The question was where would the night end? With her free of his hold, or more firmly caught in his grasp?
    She instinctively lifted a hand to her neck, a gesture that had become habit when she was anxious. But toying with the necklace would only draw attention to her nervousness and Stefano would surely use that to his advantage.
    Her hand fluttered back to her lap. “Did you say your company offices are in Livorno?”
    “The offices and the shipyard,” he said. “The hull on Canto Di Mare’s new thirty-five meter yacht is finished and waiting for my approval.”
    “Another hulking superyacht to crowd the Mediterranean?”
    He laughed, a rich baritone that had the power to soothe her tense nerves. “I see you have adopted my father’s view on big pleasure ships.”
    “We held much the same beliefs,” she admitted.
    “Such as?”
    “More of the wealthy should put their money to better usethan on sating their own selfish pleasures.” She glanced his way and noted the tightening of his artfully sculpted lips and narrowing of his mesmerizing eyes. “Or on the proliferation of unnecessary diversions.”
    Despite the warm breeze riffling her hair and caressing her skin, she felt the chill as he closed off from her. She’d clearly struck a raw nerve by bringing up money.
    “Not all miliadario have a philanthropic heart.”
    “More is the pity.” When she thought of how much good just a portion of that extravagance would do, she grew angry.
    “I suppose you discussed this issue with my father?” he asked, the bite in his tone hinting his anger was rising as well.
    “I didn’t have to,” she said.
    “Meaning?”
    “Your father is a generous, caring man,” she said instead, and that truth seemed to make him all the more angry.
    Gemma turned her attention to the harbor and managed to draw air into her lungs. Very few fishing boats could be seen amid the staggering array of yachts and trawlers.
    The old way of life was nearly gone, and with it she feared a good deal of those compassionate values were disappearing as well. The same could be said for the good men like her father and Cesare, too.
    She had felt comfortable with Cesare from the start. He had been the friend she could talk with about her deepest fears. He listened. He applauded her bravery and her compassion.
    She loved him. Respected him. She’d do all she could to protect him.
    But who would protect her from Stefano Marinetti and his smoldering sensuality?
    Stefano pulled his car into a slot and tossed her a teasing look that was at odds with his earlier pique. His rapier fireswitch in emotions kept her on edge. That was likely just what he wanted to do.
    After all, she was a very small fish in a big sea and he was the whale who could swallow her whole.
    “We have much to do in a short period of time,” he said as he unfolded his long, lean form from the car then collected the bags the designer had given him.
    He must expect her to change clothes here. What she wouldn’t give for a shower!
    “I assume you have a list you wish me to attend to,” she said as she quit the car, not about to wait for him to open her door.
    The deep crease between his eyes hinted he disliked her independence. “Most of the daily duties have been seen to by my staff here. All that is left for you to do is retrieve messages and see to the necessary correspondence.”
    Typical secretarial duties that anyone could have seen to during the day, including a temp. It hadn’t been necessary for him to drag her along. No, there was another reason why he’d monopolized her time. She feared it had something to do with Cesare and her part in his life.
    If

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