“I don’tcareif you’re with Caterina after we’re married. As long as you can get me out of here– me and Ludavica – you can do whatever you want. I’ll behappyfor you to do that.”

I frowned. “You’re telling me thatafterwe’re married, you’re perfectly fine if I cheat on you with another woman?”

Isabella looked frustrated. “Didn’t you ever wonder why I wasn’t interested in marrying you?”

Actually, yeah, I did.

Like I said, hundreds of the hottest chicks in Italy had thrown themselves at me –

But the beanpole bookworm?

Not interested in the slightest.

When I didn’t immediately answer, Isabella kept talking.

“I mean, by all objective standards, you’re the most handsome man I’ve ever met.”

Okay, I’ll admit it:

I’m a little vain.

Okay, fine, whatever –

I’mreallyfucking vain.

So her saying that totally stroked my ego.

“Thank you,” I said with a seductive smile.

She harrumphed. “I wasn’tcomplimentingyou. I was asking you,didn’t that make you wonder?”

“I mean… yeah, kind of.”

“Well…you’rein love with Caterina… and I’m in love with someone else, too.”

I was totally taken aback. “Who?! A guy who works for your father?”

Isabella narrowed her eyes like I was a fucking idiot.

“Not aguy.”

Oh.

Wait –

OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

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“You’reGAY?!”I exclaimed.

Isabella looked like she was about to shit a brick as she looked around wildly.

“Would you keep it DOWN?!” she hissed.

“Sorry, sorry,” I whispered. “But – you’re GAY?!”

“Yes.”