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I stare in awe and Alessandro shrugs. “My grandfather’s jet.”
“Wow, he must be very rich.”
“He is.”
The car door is wrenched open, and Alessandro exits first, and I hear a low, “Bueno sera, Alessandro.”
“Bueno sera, Michele.”
He reaches in and offers me his hand, but I don’t take him up on the offer. I can tell he hates the fact I won’t allow myself to be touched. Not by anyone, and I wonder about that. Have I always been so weird? I certainly hope not, but there is something very wrong about anyone’s hands on me. Almost as if I would be punished for it. I don’t understand why, and I wonder if it has anything to do with the man they said I married, Massimo.
As I head up the steps of the aircraft, I think about my wedding. I have no memory of it all. Was I in love and where is he now?
I’m so confused and when I step into the aircraft, I gaze around in wonder because I wasn’t expecting this.
This isn’t an aircraft; it’s a hotel and I blink at the scale of this place. It’s dripping with luxury and has comfy leather seats and stylish furniture, kitting out a palace with wings.
I’m in awe when a woman stands and heads toward us with a welcoming smile and I don’t miss the fact my brother tears a path straight to her and takes her in his arms.
As they break away, she blushes as he pulls her forward and says proudly, “Winter, meet Jasmine, my wife.”
She smiles and seems friendly enough as she says gently, “I’m pleased to see you again, Winter.”
“Again?” I’m so confused because I have never met this woman before and her slightly startled expression is quickly covered as she smiles. “Come and take a seat. I’m here to answer any questions at all and reassure you that there are women in this man’s world we inhabit.”
She makes a valid point because it’s as if their world is filled with men in black suits and so I’m grateful to slip into a seat beside her and accept the glass of champagne she hands me.
“To having you back where you belong.”
She raises her glass and I say with a worried frown. “Why, where have I been?”
I don’t miss the concerned look in her eye as she smiles sweetly. “It must be frightening losing your memory.”
“It is.” I shake my head. “There is so much I need to remember, well everything really and I can’t believe I’ve forgotten my own name.”
I take a sip of the cool champagne and she smiles. “Some rest and recuperation may jog your memory right back.”
“I hope so.”
As the men climb on board and take up two seats nearby, I steal a glance at my ‘friend’ Alessandro. There is something so magnificent about him that has made my interest grow over the past few days. He is a gentle giant and there is something so comforting being around him, not to mention that I find him incredibly sexy.
Jasmine obviously notices me staring and laughs softly. “He’s very handsome.”
“He is.” I hate the desperation in my voice as I long for more than just friendship with this man, but I’m in no position to want something that can never be mine. I’m married anyway, so surely my husband must be worried about me.
“Will my husband be there?” I’m curious about that, and Jasmine’s startled reaction tells me I’m not going to like her answer.
“I… I… um, don’t think so.”
She is struggling and I wonder about that. There is something they aren’t telling me and so I call out to my brother.
“Where is my husband?”
The silence fills the plane, telling me I’m not going to like this, and the expression on his face scares me a little as he growls, “Hopefully in hell.”
“I don’t understand.”
I’m stunned and even more afraid when he spits, “That bastard was no husband to you. He was a bully who made your life a living hell. You will never see him again.”
