Kilo's Castle

Chapter 23  A good breeder or experienced rescue agency wants you to prove that you’ll be a capable caretaker. The interrogation and screening can be annoying, but it’s also a sign that you’re on the right track. -Jon Katz Francesca Marcolini’s POV  I stared at Marco’s father who was looking at me expectantly. You are the only woman Marco has ever introduced to me. So I am sure you are pretty special to my son, he had said. What was I supposed to say to that kind of thing? I know that I am a teacher of etiquette but it was entirely different when the person who asked you was part of the Orsini clan. So I don the most serene smile I could summon.

Chapter 22   The perfect date is the one where anything and everything goes wrong, but at the end of it, all you want is to see them again. -Dylan O’Brien Francesca Marcolini’s POV I glanced at my wristwatch. Two minutes before 8 a.m. and ten outfits I’ve had fitted to find the perfect one, finally I am ready with my date with Marco Orsini. I marched down to the elevator to wait for him outside my penthouse building. Oh God, if I didn’t know better I would assume that I was nervous about this date. I could do this, I reassured myself. It’s just a date. But as I went out of the lobby and saw the familiar figure waiting outside I knew what lie it had been. “I’m ready.” I said a little breathlessly.

Chapter 21  A blond in a red dress can do without introductions – but not without a bodyguard. -Rona Jaffe Francesca Marcolini’s POV “Boun giorno, Signora.” “What the—” I stopped dead in my place. Then I blinked in case I am just hallucinating. My initial shock was instantly replaced by an accusing glare towards him. “What are you doing here?” But the proper question I should have asked him was how the hell did he learn about my trip today? “Are you surprised?” He asked sanguinely while leaning casually in the hood of his black sedan. He wore an open neck crisp white shirt that he rolled the sleeves up to his arms and paired it with dark jeans and Italian loafers. As usual, his eyes were concealed by a pair of aviator sunglasses. It’s hard for me to decipher what he was thinking.

Chapter 19  In politics, everybody is free to choose his friends and allies. - Lalu Prasad Yadav Francesca Marcolini’s POV For the second time I woke up in the arms of Marco Orsini. What have I done? I asked myself silently pulling the cover to my chest. I glanced at the sleeping man beside me. You just tumbled in bed with him again, answered by a sly voice inside my head. After you got home from the party you didn’t protest when he scooped you into his arms and laid you on his massive bed…

Chapter 18   Make the most of the tonight and worry about it all tomorrow. –Unknown Marco Orsini’s POV I am patiently waiting for Francesca in the receiving area of the mansion owned by Nikos Pallis. I glanced at my wristwatch we only have ten minutes or else we’re going to be late. I haven’t seen her since I gave her my credit card after our disastrous lunch in town. “I’m ready.”

Chapter 17  On vacation, you can wear all the colorful and casual clothing that you like, but you must always be elegant. - Christian Dior Francesca Marcolini’s POV The last thing I expected when I woke up earlier this morning was to find myself abducted then carted to an unknown destination. And the unknown destination turned out to be on the island of Sardinia. I knew that Marco Orsini was a crazy man but not this crazy. These past few weeks proved that I didn’t know him that well. His antics would leave an average man astonished. “Yours?” I asked as soon as the car that fetched us from the airport pulled in at the magnificent seaside mansion.

Chapter 16  You only need a few people to effect a kidnapping. -Robert Bourassa Marco Orsini’s POV “Marco! Per favore…Marco. Put me down.” I ignored the woman in my arms as I walked towards the lobby where my car was waiting. I disregarded the curious stares being thrown in our direction by the people inside the lobby. We played this stunt not so long ago. I am used to it. “Marco…” Francesca almost begged. “Put me down. Do not let us embarrass ourselves like this.”