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fun.”
    “It’s funny as hell that you’d think I’d buy this nonsense.”
    Bianca marched out of the nursery when Nico laughed in her face. She turned around at the sound of his mirth on her heels. “Go home. You have seen Alexandros, stated a list of demands, what more do you want?”
    Nico seized her arm and jerked her to a halt. “I want the truth. What has Magaleni promised…what…cosa?”
    “Protection and love.”
    “Protection? He couldn’t protect an ant. Try again.”
    “I do not want to be alone and neither does he. It is an arrangement for companionship. A husband is protection from unwanted suitors –and to ensure Alexandros and I are not the butt of rumors.”
    Nico laughed. “You care about gossip?”
    “Nicolo –”
    “Nico, remember? Careful, your duplicity is showing.”
    “Nicolo, nobody must know Alexandros is your son. You will not be with us night and day. I do not want any harm to come to him.”
    He laughed. “You expect me to deny my son?”
    “I expect you to listen to reason.”
    “I cannot find reason to agree to this lie. I never want my son to believe I did not love him.”
    “You are selfish.”
    He laughed out venom. “Go to hell!”
    The masculine laugh set Bianca’s nerves on end. “You are horrible!”
    Nico considered forbidding her to marry, afterall he had the authority. Magaleni wasn’t the right fit for Bianca or the family. He examined her face. “Are you in love Bianca?”
    “Si, very much.”
    “Very much, that I take it means extremely passionate for this Magaleni fool, eh? But you just said it was an arrangement for companionship and then protection, get the lies right bella.” Nico’s hands went to the curves of her hips. His charm wasn’t a smile but an aura of confidence. He brought her stiff body close to connect with his hardness and she became languid. He slowly lowered his mouth to hers, a feather of a kiss initially until her lips parted and she plunged forward to devour his mouth like a starved woman suckling a mango. He did not have to do much to expose untruths. Her body gave him the answers. Nico was well aware of her true feelings for him. In fact, he had put an end to the affair prior to the demise of his mother for that reason.
    Bianca’s arms circled his neck. She whimpered and pled that he not tempt her into disgrace. She requested his blessing in the upcoming nuptial. Her cries in passion were that he release her to another or keep her for his pleasure. “Por favore Nico –love me bello. Make love to me whenever you choose and I will accept that I am your mistress or remain silent about my choice of companion. You said I deserve a life, let me have this if I cannot have you. Protect me or set me free of this desire.” She moaned when he detached.
    Soul less eyes swept over her as she disrobed. Her pale skin was a milky texture that his lips had once guzzled into intoxication. Her lips parted to show the pearls that swirled on his tongue. Bianca was a model woman, a centerfold of curvaceous splendor that could make men weak and she stood there aware of her power. Bianca the beautiful temptress wanted to play games.
    The Nico peering upon a seductress’s silhouette saw Ari and hardened.
    “You want me, admit it Nico. You wanted me that day I lay my husband to rest and you want me now.”
    She stepped forward, sliding her hands around his waist, kissing his throat, making him feel what should be dead. “I wanted you as well Nico…you have your father's lips, his spirit, ummm…to feel you inside of me gave me my husband and life, Bello Nico. Is it wrong to want to stay alive by your kisses on my flesh?”
    Her hands worked loose his belt, to slide inside his slacks and caress the length of his desire. “I do not want to come between you and your moglie,” she said against his throat. “It is only that I am weak to fight against the invasion that has taken over my blood.” Bianca’s lovely arched brow was a seductive