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you don’t want to go?”
    Natalie’s mouth dropped open. This man could be so clueless. He was a bossy, demanding, controlling… gorgeous, irresistible man. Looking at him, he looked like the young businessman he really was, excited to take his lover on a romantic trip to Milan, of all places.
    She didn’t have the heart to refuse him. Plus, he knew he had her. Fashion design was her career. When would she get another chance to go to Milan and hobnob with the elite of that exclusive group? Tanner would take her places and show her things , she’d never be able to do on her own, and she knew it. There wasn’t even a chance she wouldn’t go, even as she pouted about his omission of respectfully asking, before assuming.
    “That’s not even a question. Of course, I’ll go. You knew that , before you brought this up. You may not understand me, but you aren’t a dull boy. Offering me a trip to one of the top fashion centers, under your tutelage, is a-once-in-a-lifetime, experience for me. I may be stubborn, but I’m not slow-witted,” she blurted out.
    Tanner grinned. She was lovely, when her cheeks flushed in anger. He didn’t want to fight with her, unless he was in the bedroom, where he could release his emotion. He was tempted to sweep her up this minute, and take her back to bed.
    But , it would have to wait. He had an important conference, that he couldn’t miss or delay. And, she needed to shop. He didn’t want to see her in the wardrobe she’d brought with her. A vision such as she, should be dressed in style, and he’d see that she was.
    Tanner took control as he was so accustomed to doing , and let her know that all expenses were covered. All her needs would be seen to. She was there at his request, so he would take care of everything. She thought to argue. She did have some pride. But, she couldn’t have paid anyway.
    There was n o way she was going to be supported like some mistress. He could be generous, and take her along. She’d accept. But, she was a designer. She’d see that this worked both ways. If he could give, she could give back, once the income flowed her way.
    She comforted herself with that idea , no matter that it was remote. The future held good fortune, of that she was sure. Being with Tanner was a sign that fortune was already smiling upon her.
    Under the guidance of her expert consultant, who introduced herself as Leona, Natalie’s wardrobe grew within hours. It included everything a woman would need, from evening gowns to French lingerie, plus the luggage to transport it to Milan. She saw more of Madison Avenue than she could of on her own, in months.
    In each store, she was treated like royalty , which she knew was because of the presence of Leona, who with her too-thin figure and chic dress, looked like a model. She knew everyone on a first-name basis.
    Natalie was exhausted from trying on various items, and barely had time for a quick cup of tea, before being escorted to the appointment for her birth control shot. Her period had started earlier in the day, during the shopping spree. She learned that since she was in the first five days of her menstrual cycle, the shot was effective immediately. That news would please Tanner.
    Fortunately, no special vaccines were required to travel to Milan. Natalie was glad of that. She didn’t want any other medical visits . Being probed by the gynecologist, nice though Dr. Miles was to her, was enough.
    And her passport miraculously appeared , complete with photo, from a little snapshot one of Tanner’s many assistants had taken of her. That was the hardest to believe, as even a billionaire didn’t own the government. Yet, he had connections, so he said.
    In a one— day whirlwind, everything was taken care of. Natalie understood why Tanner had so many employees on his personal staff. If his life was like this, he surely needed them. She knew she’d be unable to sleep. She could hardly contain her excitement. She was going to