guilt and the talk of how I’m over educated and how can I ever expect to find a man―
“What are you thinking?” his expression softened and her heart raced . He really didn’t want her to be honest did he?
“I was waiting f or the rest of the you-are-too-educated-for-your-own-good speech, which is then followed by how I need a good man.” She had thrown herself into bettering herself, to become smarter and achieve up and beyond her own expectations. The more she worked and studied, the less she slept and that prevented nightmares. Nightmares and loneliness.
Chloe avoided relationships and didn’t date much. She worked and wanted to show her father she was capable of conducting international trade. Her sisters proved to be nothing but snobby heiresses with nothing but gold digging tendencies and Georgina’s choice of husbands were even more greedy than her sisters.
Her father chuckled and shook his head. “I think I've given that one too many times.” He took off his glasses, set them on the desk and rubbed the bridge of his nose, before he cast a leveled gaze. “I wasn’t expecting them to come, but Mario wants to go golfing.”
She had no clue why she was arguing, the Cammarata royal family’s arrival was imminent. “This party is tomorrow night.”
“ I’m aware of when it is. I’m asking you to make a couple calls and accommodate the royal family of Cammarata.” He smiled warmly.
She lowered her head and started to make notes when her father’s words sunk in. Lifting her head, she was sure she had misheard. “Accommodate?”
He grinned.
I hate that smile.
“They’re going to stay with us again. It’s not like we don’t have the room. “
“Fifteen bedrooms, twenty bathrooms and my mother who loves having company, no we have ample room. Should be a good time, does mom know they’re coming?”
“ I let her know last week there was an off chance.”
Unreal, her dad was completely unreal. “You told mom, but failed to mention it to me?” Of all the stupid things. Why did he always do this to her? Wait until the last m inute before springing things on her―especially company with picky tastes and a queen with a hate on for her―despite what dad said, Ella didn’t like her and she wasn’t sure why.
“I got busy.” He frowned. “What’s bothering you? You haven’t been yourself all morning and your sour attitude seems to have lingered.”
Lord grant me strength.
“You have been completely out of sorts since this morning.” Concern coated his words and she knew he waited for an explanation.
Right after I took that call.
He narrowed his gaze and studied her intently. “Are you sure things are okay?”
She couldn’t tell him the truth. “I have a lot on my mind.”
I’m thinking of a frog. I think I need medication and therapy―again. Hell, just get me a straightjacket.
Her heart tightened and she swallowed back her reservations and insecurities. “It’s nothing.”
He doesn’t believe me, I can tell by the look on his face. Please don’t ask.
“You do that a lot when you are nervous or thinking.”
She lifted a brow. “Do what?”
“Play with your necklace.” His eyes darted to where her hand touched the pendent on the chain.
Her hand lowered. She hadn’t realized she was playing with it. “I love this necklace.”
Her father smiled and his face softened. “I know.” His expression took a far away look and became unreadable. “Now are you going to make sure that the staff is aware of all the details your mother may have overlooked for tomorrow night and make sure the guest rooms are ready?”
“You have a conference call tomorrow night with the Trade Minister of Romania.”
“ I’ll remember and I have you to remind me should I forget.” He smiled and winked. “Of course, you could always sit in on that conference call. Its over cement for the buyer in Dallas who can’t make the get together.”
“ Right, okay, well, I’ll take the
“What are you thinking?” his expression softened and her heart raced . He really didn’t want her to be honest did he?
“I was waiting f or the rest of the you-are-too-educated-for-your-own-good speech, which is then followed by how I need a good man.” She had thrown herself into bettering herself, to become smarter and achieve up and beyond her own expectations. The more she worked and studied, the less she slept and that prevented nightmares. Nightmares and loneliness.
Chloe avoided relationships and didn’t date much. She worked and wanted to show her father she was capable of conducting international trade. Her sisters proved to be nothing but snobby heiresses with nothing but gold digging tendencies and Georgina’s choice of husbands were even more greedy than her sisters.
Her father chuckled and shook his head. “I think I've given that one too many times.” He took off his glasses, set them on the desk and rubbed the bridge of his nose, before he cast a leveled gaze. “I wasn’t expecting them to come, but Mario wants to go golfing.”
She had no clue why she was arguing, the Cammarata royal family’s arrival was imminent. “This party is tomorrow night.”
“ I’m aware of when it is. I’m asking you to make a couple calls and accommodate the royal family of Cammarata.” He smiled warmly.
She lowered her head and started to make notes when her father’s words sunk in. Lifting her head, she was sure she had misheard. “Accommodate?”
He grinned.
I hate that smile.
“They’re going to stay with us again. It’s not like we don’t have the room. “
“Fifteen bedrooms, twenty bathrooms and my mother who loves having company, no we have ample room. Should be a good time, does mom know they’re coming?”
“ I let her know last week there was an off chance.”
Unreal, her dad was completely unreal. “You told mom, but failed to mention it to me?” Of all the stupid things. Why did he always do this to her? Wait until the last m inute before springing things on her―especially company with picky tastes and a queen with a hate on for her―despite what dad said, Ella didn’t like her and she wasn’t sure why.
“I got busy.” He frowned. “What’s bothering you? You haven’t been yourself all morning and your sour attitude seems to have lingered.”
Lord grant me strength.
“You have been completely out of sorts since this morning.” Concern coated his words and she knew he waited for an explanation.
Right after I took that call.
He narrowed his gaze and studied her intently. “Are you sure things are okay?”
She couldn’t tell him the truth. “I have a lot on my mind.”
I’m thinking of a frog. I think I need medication and therapy―again. Hell, just get me a straightjacket.
Her heart tightened and she swallowed back her reservations and insecurities. “It’s nothing.”
He doesn’t believe me, I can tell by the look on his face. Please don’t ask.
“You do that a lot when you are nervous or thinking.”
She lifted a brow. “Do what?”
“Play with your necklace.” His eyes darted to where her hand touched the pendent on the chain.
Her hand lowered. She hadn’t realized she was playing with it. “I love this necklace.”
Her father smiled and his face softened. “I know.” His expression took a far away look and became unreadable. “Now are you going to make sure that the staff is aware of all the details your mother may have overlooked for tomorrow night and make sure the guest rooms are ready?”
“You have a conference call tomorrow night with the Trade Minister of Romania.”
“ I’ll remember and I have you to remind me should I forget.” He smiled and winked. “Of course, you could always sit in on that conference call. Its over cement for the buyer in Dallas who can’t make the get together.”
“ Right, okay, well, I’ll take the
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