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He stood up, needing to move, needing to rid himself of the awful sensation of his control slipping further and further away. He had acted rashly in punching the bastard, but he would do it again—countless times.
‘Rigo, this is bad.’ She looked up at him. ‘You have basically just started a war with the very people we’ve worked so hard to sway.’
‘Would you have preferred that I let him walk away with pictures of our child?’
‘No, of course not.’ She winced as she put pressure on her foot. ‘I’m just worried about how this will affect your deal...your company.’
Rigo’s chest tightened. He hadn’t been thinking about the company at all. If he was honest with himself he hadn’t thought about it in days. He had acted on instinct, protecting what mattered most to him. For the first time in his life that hadn’t been his own interests or the bottom line. When had Nicole and Anna become more important?
He stood up, pacing away from her to the window. In the distance he could see the repugnant photographer being bundled into a polizia car. Alberto stood at the gate, turning to look up at him with an expression he knew mirrored his own.
He had messed up—royally.
* * *
Nicole sat in the breakfast nook the next morning, watching as Rigo paced on the terrace and continued his phone call with the legal team. It unsettled her that she didn’t know whether to reach out to her own husband or leave him be. Seeing him lose his temper so completely yesterday had been terrifying—like watching a stranger.
He returned inside, laying the phone down on the counter with a click and taking a long sip of his espresso.
‘The photographer has started a lawsuit,’ he said, clenching his fist tightly on the counter. ‘He is claiming that because he was on a public road he should have had the freedom of the press. The media are pressing to have our injunction turned around.’
Nicole’s hand froze, her croissant dropping back to her plate. ‘He can’t do that. He’s just one man.’
‘It’s never “just one man” when it comes to the paparazzi and what they see as their God-given right to give the public what they want.’
Nicole felt suddenly cold, even though the morning sun shone in brightly through the windows. If their injunction was overturned it would mean that every detail about their relationship, their child, would be fair game.
‘We will need to leave for Paris immediately,’ he said, turning back to her, his hands thrust deep into his pockets.
‘I am not going to Paris.’ Nicole looked at him in amazement that he could even suggest such a thing.
‘We need to tackle this, Nicole. If the Fournier deal falls through now thousands of jobs will be at stake. Not to mention the effect it will have on the Marchesi Group.’
‘Your company is not my priority right now.’ She bit her lip hard.
‘Nicole, I need you by my side if we’re to stand any chance of braving this,’ he said earnestly. ‘You’re my wife.’
‘Exactly. I’m your wife. So stop thinking of me as a media device and consider my feelings for a change.’ She stood up, ignoring the pain it brought. ‘That man chased me down a hill to get pictures of my child, Rigo. Do you have any idea how terrifying it is to know that I still can’t protect her?’
Rigo raised his voice. ‘You agreed to this when you married me. You knew what a high-profile relationship involved.’
‘I didn’t agree to walking right into the heart of a fresh scandal. I can’t go back to Paris. I can’t put myself back out there for you. I’m sorry.’ She shook her head, walking into the living room.
Rigo followed her, backing her up against the door. ‘I did what I did to protect my family. I stood up for you. And now you are running away like a coward.’
‘You know...that’s exactly what my mother always said whenever she had done something that made my life more difficult,’ she spat, and saw him react as though she’d slapped him.
Rigo frowned. ‘That’s unfair. You know that I care about you—and about Anna.’ He stepped away from her, giving her some breathing room. ‘I need you both with me in Paris, and that is final.’
‘If you cared about us you wouldn’t make us leave this estate ever again.’
‘Nicole, listen to me. I will protect you both from the media.’ He took her hands in his. ‘I made that vow and I have already proved that I meant it. Let me protect you.’
Nicole shook her head sadly. ‘You can’t use me again and again to protect your company from scandal and still make out as though you’re putting family first.’
