Chapter 187

• She badly wanted to walk out then. Despite Nolanda’s facile plea for forgiveness, she didn’t trust her an inch. But her uncle was depending on her, and she’d dealt with more awkward interviews. If only she knew what Almeric’s intentions might be…
• Almeric turned into the drive of the Villa Mimosa and parked the Lexus some distance from the house. He didn’t want to encounter Nolanda unless he had to. It was Elizabeth—and Elizabeth alone—he’d come to see.
• It was three days since he’d seen her, three days since he’d asked Roman to drive her back to the villa. Three days, during part of which time he’d immersed himself in savage physical activity; anything to help him come to terms with the fact that his feelings for Elizabeth were not something he could control.