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wooed her. The only explanation he could give
himself now was that he had felt more relaxed, confident she was
where she belonged—with him.
    He pushed a hand through his hair
as he went in search of someone to clean up the mess. Only after he
reached the kitchen did he recall he’d left both women alone
together. “For the love of—”
    “ Renzo!” His mother
glared at him. Her English did not extend far, but she’d
learned quickly, probably because she’d raised two boys, the
usual ways one might swear in a foreign language. Renzo would never
disrespect his mother by deliberately uttering one in her presence,
but she’d caught him out a few times in the past.
    “ Mi dispiace , Mamma .”
He breathed a sigh of relief to find Marie in the kitchen. He gave
the maid instructions and turned on his heel to return to the women
he left behind. He could only hope Jada hadn’t fled and
Nicoletta hadn’t confronted the woman he truly intended to make
his wife.

    * * * *

    Jada stooped to place bits of
broken china in her palm. She kept her gaze focused on the task at
hand because if she didn’t she’d either attack the woman
in front of her or cry like an idiot. Neither Nicoletta nor Renzo
were getting the satisfaction. What she should have done was crack
Renzo upside the head. Sure, Nicoletta was nothing to him except a
family friend. What a load of crap. The bastard had asked her to
marry him. At least she knew the truth now, but did it have to make
her feel like someone had stabbed her in the heart and twisted the
knife? Why the hell did she have to fall for him?
    A shadow fell over her, and she
peered up, sunlight blocking her vision. She paused in her movements
to shield her gaze. Nicoletta, the delicate sweet beauty, stood there
with a hard expression making her lips look too thin. Not that the
change in attitude surprised Jada.
    “ I don’t know why
you’re here, but I can guess.” She put long, slender
fingers on hips that must fit in size two jeans or smaller. Well, if
she wore jeans. Right now she stood in a soft, flowing dress that revealed a
modest amount of long, shapely legs. Demure on one hand, sexy on the
other. “You’re one of the many women Renzo slept with
while he was away on business, and now you’re here hoping to
get a little piece of his money. Don’t you think we’ve
seen this a million times? We’ve sent them all away with
nothing.”
    Jada stood slowly. “Is that
right?”
    “ Oh yes. As you overheard,
I’m going to be his wife. I don’t mind him having a
little extra fun. He does have a big appetite. What I do mind is them
coming here thinking they will get even a cent of the Mariani
fortune.”
    “ Because that’s all
yours,” Jada quipped. “Look, bitch, I don’t care
about you or your fiancé. Got that? I don’t want or need
his money.”
    The disbelief stood stark in
Nicoletta’s face, pissing Jada off even more.
    “ I came here to give him
some information. I did that, and now I’m out. You can stay
here and allow your husband to cheat on you. By all means, continue
to enjoy yourself!” She spun on her heel to walk away. Let him
get a maid to get the teacup. She no longer gave a damn.
    After crossing the room she’d
used to get outside, she spun around the corner only to smash face
first into Renzo’s massive chest. His hands came up to her
waist to steady her, and she began struggling to get away on
instinct.
    “ Get your hands off me!”
    “ Jada, I need to talk to
you,” he insisted.
    The thought of being one of many
women sharing his bed surged through her mind, and she fought him
harder, forgetting about the glass in her hand until the pain
registered. She winced at the sting, and Renzo released her in an
instant. Tiny strands of blood dripped over the side of her clenched
fist, and she eased the hold.
    “ Cara ,
what have you done?” The concern in Renzo’s tone made her
heart ache.
    He yanked her close and bent over
her hand. The gentle touch as he