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pleasure. He collapsed on top of her, whispering her name. “Eve. My sweet Eve,” he whispered as his breathing returned to normal.
A lone tear slid out at his sweet words and the genuine affection she heard in them. It would be hard to live without Alessandro in her life. He’d brought her heart back to life and she, like a fool, had given it to him without much of a fight.
He turned and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her in tight. Whatever was wrong with Eve, he had to let her know she was important to him. He had to tell her his secrets so they could move forward. Together.
He would do it.
Tomorrow.
Chapter Nine
“Sweetie, call me back as soon as you get this message. It’s urgent. Incredibly, supremely important.”
Eve listened to the message her friend left with a furrowed brow. She’d never known Carla to sound so serious and stressed. As soon as she finished checking the inventory list for the new salon, she would return the call. In just a few weeks, the Diamond Bar location would be open and she needed everything to go perfectly. This location would solidify her business and her fortune, which she would need as a single mother.
She couldn’t stop thinking about the life growing inside her. Her life would change irrevocably from this day forward. Before she could think about any of that, she needed to talk to Alessandro. That thought made her sick to her stomach, sicker than she’d been the past few days. Her phone trilled. “Hello,” she said briskly.
“Oh thank God, Eve! I’ve been trying to reach you all morning. Where the hell have you been?”
Eve sighed, attempting to reign in her frustration. “I’ve been working, Carla, what’s up?” The other line went suspiciously silent, “Carla?”
“Yeah, I’m here. Look I need to tell you something and you’re going to freak out, but I’m nowhere near Diamond Bar, so I don’t want to tell you.”
“Dammit, Carla, now you’re scaring me. What is it?”
There was a reluctant sigh on the other end of the phone. “Have you seen the paper today?”
“You know I haven’t. If this is about some celebrity baby daddy, you know I’m not interested.” Like she had time to deal with the love lives and losses of the rich and too damn famous.
“Can you just ignore the media altogether until I get there? I can be to you in an hour or so.”
Eve could hear the stress and the worry in her friend’s voice and it was starting to worry her. “Carla, just tell me because I’m starting to freak out and I have to tell you, I hate it.” She waited.
“Okay fine. Go to the society section of the Times . You’ll know it when you see it.”
Her stomach fell. There was only reason Carla would be freaked out over a story in the society section. “Fine. I’ll call you back.”
“No! I’ll stay on the line while you read.”
She wanted to protest, but Carla’s tone stopped her. “Okay.”
Sources today report that billionaire development tycoon Alessandro Scotti is off the market! It turns out that Mr. Scotti, Preside and CEO of A.C. Scotti Development is married and has been for the past five years. Mrs. Sabrina Scotti, sources say, bewitched Alessandro from the moment he set eyes on her and six months later they were married.
How Mr. Scotti was able to keep this information from the gossip hounds is beyond this reporter.
But it turns out the billionaire playboy is a doting husband. A tragic accident four years ago left Mrs. Scotti comatose and like the dutiful husband, Alessandro visits regularly. In fact, he recently spent two weeks at her side at the Seattle Day Center, making sure his wife received top notch care, designer pajamas, and a professional hair wash! It looks like the ladies of Los Angeles have to start the husband hunt all over again.
One has to wonder…what does this mean for the stunning beauty seen around town on Mr. Scotti’s arm?
How could this be true? Eve felt her breathing increase and her breaths became
A lone tear slid out at his sweet words and the genuine affection she heard in them. It would be hard to live without Alessandro in her life. He’d brought her heart back to life and she, like a fool, had given it to him without much of a fight.
He turned and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her in tight. Whatever was wrong with Eve, he had to let her know she was important to him. He had to tell her his secrets so they could move forward. Together.
He would do it.
Tomorrow.
Chapter Nine
“Sweetie, call me back as soon as you get this message. It’s urgent. Incredibly, supremely important.”
Eve listened to the message her friend left with a furrowed brow. She’d never known Carla to sound so serious and stressed. As soon as she finished checking the inventory list for the new salon, she would return the call. In just a few weeks, the Diamond Bar location would be open and she needed everything to go perfectly. This location would solidify her business and her fortune, which she would need as a single mother.
She couldn’t stop thinking about the life growing inside her. Her life would change irrevocably from this day forward. Before she could think about any of that, she needed to talk to Alessandro. That thought made her sick to her stomach, sicker than she’d been the past few days. Her phone trilled. “Hello,” she said briskly.
“Oh thank God, Eve! I’ve been trying to reach you all morning. Where the hell have you been?”
Eve sighed, attempting to reign in her frustration. “I’ve been working, Carla, what’s up?” The other line went suspiciously silent, “Carla?”
“Yeah, I’m here. Look I need to tell you something and you’re going to freak out, but I’m nowhere near Diamond Bar, so I don’t want to tell you.”
“Dammit, Carla, now you’re scaring me. What is it?”
There was a reluctant sigh on the other end of the phone. “Have you seen the paper today?”
“You know I haven’t. If this is about some celebrity baby daddy, you know I’m not interested.” Like she had time to deal with the love lives and losses of the rich and too damn famous.
“Can you just ignore the media altogether until I get there? I can be to you in an hour or so.”
Eve could hear the stress and the worry in her friend’s voice and it was starting to worry her. “Carla, just tell me because I’m starting to freak out and I have to tell you, I hate it.” She waited.
“Okay fine. Go to the society section of the Times . You’ll know it when you see it.”
Her stomach fell. There was only reason Carla would be freaked out over a story in the society section. “Fine. I’ll call you back.”
“No! I’ll stay on the line while you read.”
She wanted to protest, but Carla’s tone stopped her. “Okay.”
Sources today report that billionaire development tycoon Alessandro Scotti is off the market! It turns out that Mr. Scotti, Preside and CEO of A.C. Scotti Development is married and has been for the past five years. Mrs. Sabrina Scotti, sources say, bewitched Alessandro from the moment he set eyes on her and six months later they were married.
How Mr. Scotti was able to keep this information from the gossip hounds is beyond this reporter.
But it turns out the billionaire playboy is a doting husband. A tragic accident four years ago left Mrs. Scotti comatose and like the dutiful husband, Alessandro visits regularly. In fact, he recently spent two weeks at her side at the Seattle Day Center, making sure his wife received top notch care, designer pajamas, and a professional hair wash! It looks like the ladies of Los Angeles have to start the husband hunt all over again.
One has to wonder…what does this mean for the stunning beauty seen around town on Mr. Scotti’s arm?
How could this be true? Eve felt her breathing increase and her breaths became
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