It was a charming retreat, furnished in shell pink, a shade her godmother described as ‘most calming to the nerves’, and where no-one else would dare to go unless specifically invited, so their conversation would be undisturbed.
When they reached the door, Giovanni tapped deferentially, then ushered her in.
Ellie walked in, a smile nailed firmly in place, only to stop dead as the room’s sole occupant turned from the window to face her.
He was wearing charcoal pants this morning, and a matching shirt open at the neck.
Against the sunlit pastel background, he looked as dark as a moonless night, making Ellie feel, absurdly, that this pretty room was no longer a sanctuary but a panther’s den.
It was all she could do not to take a step backwards, but she recovered herself and said quietly and glacially, ‘I thought I was here to speak to my godmother, Count Manzini.’‘She felt we should have an opportunity to meet alone.’ His tone was casual.
‘And as we have to convince the world we have been doing so quite intimately over the past weeks, it might be better if you addressed me as Angelo.
And I shall call you Elena.’It was all said without smiling, but at least he wasn’t looking at her as if she was a slug in his salad.
Cool indifference seemed an appropriate description.
And she would match it.
She lifted her chin.
‘Then you really intend to go on with this—ridiculous pretence?’‘Unfortunately, yes.’ He paused.
‘It was mentioned last night, I think, that I am here to negotiate an important financial deal for Galantana with Prince Damiano.
There is a great deal at stake, and I will not allow my plans for a major expansion of the company to be wrecked by the malice of an angry woman.’She said quickly.
‘Angry?’‘You were aware, I suppose, that your cousin had been my mistress?’‘No, I wasn’t,’ she snapped.
‘Not until you arrived yesterday and I saw her reaction.’‘Ah,’ he said.
‘Then you also will not know that I ended the relationship two weeks ago.’‘Ended it?’ She stared at him.
‘That wasn’t the impression you gave last night.’‘It was to be the last time,’ he said, shrugging.
‘And one doesn’t wish to disappoint a lady.’‘Really?’ Ellie’s tone bit.
‘Maybe you should have remembered the risk you were running a little earlier and stayed in your own room.’‘Hindsight,’ he said, ‘is a miraculous gift.
Besides, the invitation I received was—most pressing.’Her face warmed as she recalled just how sure he’d been of his welcome.
‘I—I really don’t want to hear about it.’ She took a deep breath.
‘And I still can’t believe that Silvia’s done this.
I—I had no intention of spending the weekend here.
I only came because I was concerned about her.’ She spread her hands.
‘Even if she wanted revenge by setting you up, why did she have to involve me? It’s unbelievable.’His voice was expressionless.
‘She may have had a reason.’‘Well, I can’t imagine what it could be.’ Ellie paused.
‘Anyway, how did she know you’d be here?’He frowned.
‘I probably mentioned it, when it seemed not to matter.
I forget.’ ‘A costly lapse.’‘As you say.’ His mouth hardened.
‘But, believe me, I would have remembered if she had said she was also to be a guest—and changed my plans accordingly.’Ellie said slowly, ‘Once she’d talked me into it, of course, her scheme just—fell into place.
I can see that now.
After all, you’d have no means of knowing that the tower room was always given to me.’‘No.’ He gave her a considering look.
‘Infatti, its isolation seemed to make it ideal for a place of assignation.’ He paused.
‘How did she persuade you to come with her?’She bit her lip.
‘She said Ernesto was becoming foolishly jealous and she needed me to be a kind of chaperone.’‘Dio mio.’ His mouth tightened.
‘And instead she made you her ingenuo—her fall guy.’‘Yes.’ She hesitated.
‘I presume she was also the one who gave the alarm about the supposed intruder.’‘But of course,’ he said.
‘And with impeccable timing.’She swallowed.
‘If you say so.’ Her flush deepened.
‘But surely you—you must have known that you weren’t—that I wasn’t …?’‘Not until you drew blood.’ His smile was sudden and mocking.
‘And maybe not even then, although it is usually my back that suffers.’If she blushed any more, she would probably burst into flames, Ellie thought, setting her jaw.
‘Then it’s a pity you didn’t realise your mistake at once,’ she said icily.
‘And spared us both some hideous embarrassment as well as this present ghastly mess.’‘How true,’ he said.
‘But a man with a warm, naked girl in his arms does not always think clearly, you understand.’No, thought Ellie.
She did not understand, but she did not intend to cause him further amusement by saying so.
She said stiffly, ‘You seem to be taking this very lightly, Count Manzini.’‘Do I?’ There was an edge to his voice.
‘You would be entirely wrong to think so, Signorina Blake.
I accept the situation we have been forced into because I must.
But, believe me, I shall not forget the cause.’He paused.
‘Tell me something.
Why, last night, didn’t you tell the truth about my presence in your bed?’She said in a low voice, ‘Perhaps if Madrina had been alone, I’d have done so, and the whole thing could have been—hushed up.
But there were other people there—your grandmother—Signor Barzado.
I couldn’t let them know that you thought I was really Silvia.’His mouth curled cynically.
‘Your loyalty is as touching as it is misplaced.’She said stiltedly, ‘What you don’t realise is that she’s been—good to me.
Generous too with things like—clothes.’‘And the scent you wore last night,’ he said softly.
‘Was that also a gift from her?’‘Why, yes.
It was almost a full bottle.
She said she no longer cared for it.’ She gave him an uncertain look.
‘How did you know?’‘A fortunate guess,’ he said.
‘Pour the rest away, signorina.
It does not suit you, as I am sure she knew.’‘But it wasn’t just Silvia,’ she added unhappily.
‘There were her parents to consider as well.
They’ve always been so kind to me.’ She hesitated.
‘And—Ernesto, too, in his way.
He doesn’t deserve to be hurt like this.’He shrugged.
‘Prima o poi.
Sooner or later, it will happen, but I, grazie a Dio, shall not be the cause.’He moved away from the window, walking towards her, and this time she did step back, her eyes meeting his defensively.
He halted, the dark brows lifting in hauteur.
He said, ‘Perhaps I should remind you that we are supposed to be passionately in love.
So much so that we forgot everything in our need to be together.’‘Who on earth is going to believe that?’ she muttered defensively.
‘No-one—if you intend to flinch each time I come near you,’ he returned tersely.
‘Everyone—if you stand with your hand in mine and smile at me while our engagement is announced.