The Italian's Rags-To-Riches Wife. Julia James

      Allesandro stared, frowning. What the hell was Luc talking about? The other man took a mouthful of his own champagne, his expression taunting.

      ‘Perhaps it’s a case of congratulations and commiserations. Congratulations on finally getting what you’re after. Commiserations—’ his tone changed to a humorous one ‘—on the way you’ve had to get it.’ He clapped a hand on Allesandro’s shoulder. ‘So, when do we get to meet her?’

      Allesandro’s voice was blank, ‘Meet who?’

      Luc grinned. ‘Oh, come on, Sandro—don’t play coy. Your fiancée—Tomaso Viale’s long-lost granddaughter.’