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—Stop joking, Carlo! —Ian scolded him, annoyed.
—No, I'm not joking! I'm completely convinced that what you feel for her you've never felt for any woman before.
Indeed, he was right. Ian had never felt half the sexual attraction for another woman that he felt for Lia, but that was it... That was it, wasn't it?
—That may be, but that doesn't mean that I fell in love with her, far from it. My name is not Carlo Di Sávallo, who married the first little princess who made eyes at him! —he protested.
His brother couldn't help but laugh at such a childish jab, which only served to confirm his suspicions.
—True, true. —He admitted—. Your name is Ian Di Sávallo, but you're still going to end up tangled up with those little eyes.
Ian made a gesture of deep exasperation with his shoulders and went inside to pour himself another brandy. Carlo was wrong, he had to be wrong, but he didn't want t
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Marco, send the jet for me.Ian's voice had sounded so uncontrolled on the other end of the line that his brother hadn't even stopped to greet him.What's going on?Marco, for once in your life forget that you rule an empire, don't want to control everything, don't want to know everything, and send the damn jet for me!And a week after his arrival at the Montecarlo mansion he was still so irascible that only his mother dared to approach him and talk to him from time to time. Angelo and Alessandro spent most of their time in the Lancia's service park and he hardly saw them. Flavia was still not back from her exploration of Spanish universities, and Fabio did his best to arrive in the evenings, although no one knew if what was keeping his twin so busy was really the law firm he ran.It wouldn't hurt to shave for a change! _ Carlo told him, bringing him a glass of whiskey, and lay down next to him on one of the pool beds, trying to forget his last argument with Aitana._ Leave me alone!
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