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night before, needing to be with him after that encounter with Prince Alexandre. Will had suggested the two of them meet for a late-night coffee.
    Turned out that the conversation Will wanted to have with her wasn’t a marriage proposal at all, but the ending of their six-month relationship.
    His reasons?
    Because she was, to quote Will “too caught up in your job to give me and our relationship the time it deserves.” And “after careful consideration, you aren’t a suitable wife for a man who is being made junior partner of the firm.” Last, but certainly not least, he had told her there was someone else. When Stazzi asked who, Will had admitted he had been dating the daughter of the senior partner for several weeks now. The daughter of the very wealthy senior partner. Which would seem to confirm Lissa’s opinion of Will requiring a wealthy father-in-law and not just a titled one.
    It had been that last admission, the knowing that Will had been seeing someone else while still stringing her along, that had been the blow that killed every last vestige of feeling Stazzi had ever believed she felt for him.
    As well as making me regret turning down Prince Alexandre.
    “You seemed so set on him.” Lissa reached across the table and squeezed Stazzi’s hand. “I didn’t want to burst your bubble with my niggling doubts.” She straightened. “Besides, I could have been wrong about him. With my record for choosing the wrong man, I’m not the best person in the world to give an opinion on any of them.” She always wore her heart on her sleeve, and inevitably had it broken. “The fact we now know the bastard was deceiving you with the daughter of the senior partner of Barrett, Barrett, and Palmer just confirms every bad thing I ever thought about him.”
    Lissa had already been in bed and asleep in her room when Stazzi came home the night before, still in shock from that conversation with Will. But Stazzi hadn’t cried when he told her those things. She had more pride than that. The tears had come later, once she was alone in her bedroom.
    Which was the reason she felt heavy eyed and lethargic this morning.
    “I’m so sorry I was actually right this time. Will isn’t worth another minute of your time, love.” Lissa smiled at her sympathetically.
    No. No, he really wasn’t.
    It was her dreams for the future she mourned the most, Stazzi realized sadly. The husband, house in the suburbs, children playing on the swing set in the neatly trimmed and pruned garden. All things she had imagined with Will. All gone now.
    “Now tell me what happened last night with your gorgeous Mediterranean prince?” Lissa sat forward in anticipation.
    Stazzi felt the blush warm her cheeks from merely thinking about Alexandre St Sebastien, and the way he had kissed her the night before. And her response to those kisses.
    Realizing if it had happened just one day later, and feeling as empty and uncertain as she did now, she might not have said no to him…
     
    “How are you today, Anastazia?”
    Stazzi almost knocked over the vase of fresh flowers she was arranging in the sitting room of the penthouse suite—as per Gerard St Sebastien’s instruction—at hearing the sound of Alexandre’s voice just behind her.
    She turned, eyes accusing. “I really wish you wouldn’t creep up on me like that.”
    He raised one dark eyebrow. “I wasn’t aware of doing so.”
    She was overreacting, Stazzi acknowledged. Being rude again to one of the hotel’s VIP guests. The VIP guest. And it wasn’t Alexandre’s fault she was so tired and jumpy this morning.
    She gave a heavy sigh. “I apologize. I was concentrating on what I was doing and didn’t hear you.”
    She had been thinking about Will and trying to stop the tears from falling. But she knew Lissa was right and Will simply wasn’t worth the tears she had shed. He was ruthless and calculating, was dating the daughter of the senior partner at the firm where he worked, Stazzi now