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dress and make-up had been in such a state that morning that she showed no resemblance to the polished personal assistant she presented now.
    She hastened to open another glossy wooden door right opposite the lift and entered. This, she knew from the little sketch Bella had sent her, was the ante room to Luca’s office. Her work place. Izzy shivered. She still couldn’t believe she had been so tremendously stupid as to agree to Bella’s request.
    I promise you Enzo will be in Italy, over a thousand miles away…
    But of course, with her bad luck he was in England now. In London. At the ‘Vallorini’. Probably right next door in his office and no doubt ready to pounce at her like a panther as soon as he became aware of her presence.
    Stop it , Izzy scolded herself. There was no point worrying about this now. She’d cross this bridge once she got there, and after forcing her to dance with him at the charity event and the subsequent kiss Enzo had probably seen enough of her anyway.
    I hope I’ll never have the misfortune to set eyes on you again , had been his words when he’d thrown her out of his office two years ago, she remembered with a shiver. Get. Out. Now.
    There was no reason to believe that he’d changed his mind, especially not after their unpleasant encounter yesterday night.
    She put her bag under the large desk, started the computer and filled the kettle in the adjoining small kitchen. While the water was heating she returned to the office and made herself familiar with her surroundings including the small box room housing the photo copier. So this was the place where Luca had caught her sister in Nick’s arms, and the whole charade had taken a turn for the worse.
    Swiftly she opened cupboards, drawers and storage units and made a mental list of what could be found where. After having finished with her own room, she repeated the process in her boss’s office before preparing herself a cup of instant coffee and settling behind the computer.
    Izzy nearly burned her tongue when suddenly the door flew open and Enzo stood in the frame. If angry glances could kill she would certainly be dead by now.
    ‘Well, well Isabella’ Enzo drawled. ‘So you are the sexy employee who gives our business associates extra warm welcomes in that intimate little box room. What about offering an extra warm welcome to me, too?’
    Izzy forced herself to swallow the explicit reply forming on her lips. After all he was her boss now, and she couldn’t risk Bella’s job by throwing his insults back into his face.
    ‘Good morning and an especially warm welcome to you, sir.’ She presented him with a sugary smile. ‘May I help you in any way?’
    ‘You may indeed,’ he said curtly. ‘Pack your things and carry them over into my office. From now on you’ll be working as my personal assistant while Luca is out of the country.’
    Izzy looked at him at disbelief. ‘But…’
    ‘But nothing,’ he interrupted. ‘You’ve been employed as the PA of the managing director, and in this instance this is me.’
    Bastard! She narrowed her eyes in anger. ‘So what if I refuse to work with you?’
    He shrugged his shoulders, obviously he couldn’t care less. ‘You can always hand in your notice, if you wish. But just to let you know, there will be no easy way out. I’d make you work until the very last day of your contract, and if I’d have to drag you to the office myself.’
    She bet he would. ‘So eager to have me close at all times,’ she purred. ‘I feel flattered.’
    ‘No need to be so smug.’ He smiled, his eyes gleaming cold as diamonds. ‘I merely want to keep an eye on you, and if you hope to bedazzle me like you did my brother, forget it. That’s not going to happen. As far as I’m concerned you can go straight to hell, but you’re still my brother’s PA so I’m willing to put up with you for the time being.’
    Izzy was glad she was sitting down, shaky as she felt. How could he be so infuriatingly nasty,