Chapter 208

• The car pulled into a leafy street close to the Villa Borghese. The driver was out of the car and dealing with the suitcases before Ally could even unfold her trembling legs from the vehicle.
• She looked up at the impressive building; it was a seventeenth-century palazzo, with several sun-drenched terraces that made the most of the view over the city and the green oasis that housed so many of the tourist attractions she had read about in her travel guide.
• The warm air carried a seductive hint of honeysuckle and star jasmine as she walked up the steps with Vittorio’s palm beneath her elbow, the touch of his flesh against hers sending little jolts of electricity up and down her arm.