CHAPTER 16 Your Father's Orders

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  Francesca   Giulio wasn't finished, apparently. "You were also very curious about Katarzyna."   I wanted to crawl under the table. How embarrassing. Giulio must have assumed I was jealous, that I was attracted to his father. Which I was...but reluctantly. Regardless of my out-of-control hormones, I certainly didn't want his son—my supposed future husband—to know about this. "Isn't everyone fascinated by Faust Ravazzani?"   —Definitely, especially women. He's like the man in that movie. You know, The Godfather.   —Don Corleone?—The elder Ravazzani was ten times more handsome than Marlon Brando.   —No, the don reminds me of Uncle Toni. I meant young Marlon Brando, when he was young. Like in A Streetcar Named Desire.   That's more like my dad, isn't it?   I wasn't familiar with the f

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