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He smiled, and despite her annoyance with him and her fears, her heart skipped a beat. “But I’m the final authority. There are some things I know about, like keeping my family safe and what that involves.”
He stood and strolled over to her. When he towered above her, she turned her head, but he reached out to touch her cheek anyway. Why in the world did he have to do that and send chills racing over her skin and down her spine? He had worn her out earlier, and yet her body reacted to him as if they hadn’t done anything together.
“I want to continue where we left off tonight. Think about it.” He moved to the door and let himself out before shutting the door softly behind him.
Yeah right. She refused to go there with him again. No way in the world. Not when she was already at his mercy with Arron. Ezio had her wrong. She would never sleep with Romy to get him to bend on the subject of his son. In fact, it felt like if she ever did again that’s exactly what she’d be doing. She would have to do whatever it took to avoid the temptation, and she would do it within the bounds of his rules.
Chapter 10
Romy’s phone rang, and he answered without looking as he studied the papers before him. “Sartori.”
“Mr. Sartori, this is your security company, Greg speaking.”
Romy stilled his pen and straightened. “Greg, is there a problem?”
“No, sir. I mean, our procedure is to let you or Mr. Ezio Sartori know if we’ve received a request that didn’t come through one of you. I phoned your brother, sir, but I didn’t get an answer. I didn’t want to leave a message in case—”
“What request did you receive?”
The man cleared his throat. “Ms. Davis asked us to run a Kevin Johnson through the system to get clearance to visit the mansion, sir.”
The pen snapped in two under Romy’s grip, and ink stained his fingers. So she had no intention of considering him as her lover. Or perhaps she did and she wanted to juggle them both. Anger made him grit his teeth together so hard his jaw ached. He shouldn’t be surprised.
“No,” he said. “I don’t care what the report says. He’s not to receive clearance. Better yet, send me what you pulled up on him.”
“Yes, sir. I’ll fax it over immediately. What shall I tell Ms. Davis, sir?”
“Don’t worry about her. I’ll talk to her myself.”
“Yes, sir.”
Romy disconnected the call and leaned back in his chair. When he noticed his fingers again, he grabbed a tissue from his desk and wiped his hands. He considered how he would tell Sonya she wouldn’t be bringing any man to his house.
He dialed his secretary, and she answered right away. “Clear my schedule for the afternoon. I’m leaving early.”
“Romy, you have a meeting with Mr. Sartori.”
He stood and gathered his briefcase to stuff the papers into it that Ezio had given him that morning. “He can call me at home. If you need anything, talk to his secretary. If there’s an emergency, call me directly.”
“All right then. Have a good evening.” He heard the hesitation in her voice. This new woman had decent skills, but Ezio intimidated her just as he did most of the secretaries who temped for him. Oddly enough, after half a morning with Sonya as his secretary, he preferred her. The fact that she brought him his son and her bold personality had improved his mood so that he no longer resembled Ezio in attitude. He knew the rumors were flying around the office, but he didn’t care.
A short while later, he walked through the front door of the mansion as Goro held it. “Mio figlio?” he asked the butler, referring to Arron. “And Sonya?”
Goro beamed. She’d won at least one member of the household’s heart, even if it was a servant and not family. “Signorina Sonya ha preso il bambino al parco.”
“English,” Romy insisted. “Practice your English, Goro.”
“Mi dispiace, Mee-ster Romy.” He spoke haltingly. “Ms. Sonya take baby to park.”
“Frost?”
“Si, signore. Frost is also.”
Romy paced before heading
out again. He hated how she occupied his thoughts just as much as Arron did. Sleeping with her was probably a mistake because it served to seal her in his mind.
Probably what she intended all along.
