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ОглавлениеChapter Four
Max was furious.
He’d been furious for a couple of days now. Ever since Gerta had told him that Lani was no longer Trev and Ellie’s nanny, that she’d found an apartment and moved into it.
He left the palace by a side door and walked down Cap Royale under the pale sliver of a new moon. It took him eight minutes to reach her street and a minute more to get to her door.
The old villa was locked up at that hour of the night. But she was waiting in the vestibule, as he’d told her to be.
Their gazes locked through the etched glass at the top of the door. She opened it. He went in. She wore yoga pants and a big sweatshirt that made her look small and vulnerable, her hair curling on her shoulders, a little wild, as though she hadn’t been able to stop herself from raking her fingers through it.
“This way,” she said in a hushed voice, and turned for the stairs.
He caught her arm before she could escape him.