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apartment.
    â€˜Thank you,’ she added with genuine appreciation, and gave Sophia a warm hug. Then she turned towards Alessandro and offered a smile. ‘Grazie.’
    â€˜My pleasure.’
    His dark gaze encompassed them both. ‘Shall we have coffee?’
    â€˜I’ll pass,’ Lily declined, ‘and head for bed.’
    â€˜Sleep well, cara ,’ Sophia bade gently, and watched Lily ascend the stairs, aware Alessandro’s attention mirrored her own. With a quiet smile she tucked a hand beneath his arm. ‘Let’s have that coffee.’
    In the kitchen he spooned ground coffee beans into the espresso machine, then he filled two demitasse cups with the dark aromatic brew, set both cups on the table and gave the woman seated opposite a quizzical look.
    â€˜This is not about the coffee.’
    Sophia met his gaze with a degree of solemnity. ‘No.’
    He took a seat and offered a wry smile. ‘Lily.’
    Sophia was silent for a few measurable seconds. ‘I would hate to see her hurt,’ she said gently.
    â€˜Will it ease your mind if I assure you that is not my intention?’
    â€˜Sì.’
    A simple affirmative, one she had no hesitation in giving. ‘ Buona fortuna , Alessandro.’
    Dark eyes gleamed with a tinge of humour. ‘I may need it.’

CHAPTER THREE
    I T TOOK ages for Lily to fall asleep, for however much she tried she couldn’t dispel Alessandro’s powerful image, or justify the disturbing awareness that arose whenever she was in his presence.
    He seemed imprinted in her mind… there , a vivid haunting constant that heightened her senses, teasing how his mouth would feel on her own, the touch of his hands…
    Stop right there!
    Such thoughts hardly made sense, and she did her best to dispense with them, attempting to qualify the fact she slept in a guest suite on the same floor as his suite as being responsible for her heightened awareness.
    Anything else was madness.
    Tiredness eventually won out, and she woke feeling ready to face the day.
    Showered and dressed, she moved downstairs and discovered her aunt seated in the dining room sipping coffee.
    â€˜Good morning, cara ,’ Sophia greeted with a smile. ‘You slept well?’
    â€˜Yes, thanks…and you?’
    Sophia inclined her head and indicated the chair opposite. ‘Join me for breakfast. Alessandro left early for the office.’
    The faint knot in her stomach relaxed a little, for thethought of facing him across the breakfast table hadn’t sat well.
    The tempting aroma of coffee permeated the air, and there was a carafe of orange juice, together with a few cloche-covered dishes resting on the table.
    It was a perfect way to begin the day.
    â€˜Carlo will collect us in half an hour and be at our disposal before we head back to Lake Como,’ Sophia relayed, and Lily offered an impish grin.
    â€˜Sounds like fun.’
    Her aunt laughed. ‘It will be. Serious shopping is on the agenda.’
    No idle promise, Lily perceived as Sophia focused their attention on the quadrilatero situated in the heart of Milan.
    â€˜We will begin with Via Montenapoleone,’ Sophia stated knowledgeably, sparing Carlo a twinkling smile. ‘Familiar territory, is it not?’
    â€˜Indeed. I have extensive knowledge of every shop.’
    â€˜Carlo is very patient,’ her aunt confided with a light laugh. ‘He is my driver, he accompanies me on shopping excursions, and he also acts as bodyguard.’
    Bodyguard?
    â€˜Merely a protective measure,’ Carlo informed.
    The question had to be why it was deemed necessary.
    â€˜Do not look so concerned,’ Sophia bade gently. ‘Since Giuseppe’s death, Alessandro and Carlo have taken it upon themselves to escort me wherever I choose to go.’
    Two strong masculine men, each a recipient of Giuseppe and Sophia’s benevolence during their youth, who cared enough to give of