Chapter 19
Bart’s pocket burned. Today was the day.
Rebecca had seen his apartment, his villa outside of town, and he’d brought her everywhere.
She'd blossomed in the various atmospheres and his staff had all listened to every word she said like Rebecca had been born to be his lady.
Everything had worked out. He’d almost lost out on this but now they had a chance to live happily-ever-after.
All he had to do was ask this final question.
For now, she sat across from him at a café as they just finished lunch and he pointed toward the door. She shook her head and motioned for her dessert.
A waiter walked toward them with scoops of ice cream for the two of them. He picked up his spoon to eat every bite, fast. He had plans but he didn't want to rush her enjoyment. “We've had gelato every
