Her Latin Lover (Contemporary Romance) by Lane Katheryn

Author:Lane, Katheryn [Lane, Katheryn]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2012-03-16T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Paulo spent what was left of the afternoon talking to the men and giving them instructions for the evening. All of them were thrilled that they would be going to the fiesta, as Paulo knew they would be, but they had strict instructions not to get drunk and to keep a close eye on Mary. Some of them asked if they could go home first and fetch their families. Paulo agreed reluctantly, but he asked them to come back to his house later that evening and not stay out all night at the fiesta. He would have preferred to have kept everyone safe at the house, as he had already had one scare that day with Isabella going missing and he didn’t need another one. However, he couldn’t keep Mary caged up in the house like a trapped animal. Also, he would show El Leon that he wasn’t scared of him. He would ignore his threats and go to the fiesta with her along with everyone else.

Just before eight o’clock he was standing at the bottom of the stairs waiting for her. He presumed that as she was British, she would be on time unlike most South Americans who saw nothing amiss in turning up two or even three hours late to an appointment. He was correct: at one minute past eight she appeared at the top of the stairs. Paulo gasped when he saw her.

“Where did you find that?” he asked in a voice that was little more than a whisper. Mary didn’t seem to hear him and started to descend the staircase. She was wearing the exact same scarlet dress that Clara wore in the painting in front of him. The only difference was the hair. Instead of the dark flowing ringlets, Mary’s short, honey-coloured hair was curled softly around her face and she was wearing large gold hoops instead of the diamond earrings that had sparkled from Clara’s ears.

“Why are you wearing that dress?” Paulo asked as she stepped nearer.

“I found it in a wardrobe in one of the bedrooms. We’re going to a fiesta, so I thought I’d dress up a bit. It fits perfectly, doesn’t it?”

The dress fitted her as if it had been made for her. He was not surprised. Mary was identical in build to the original wearer of the red silk gown.

“I can see that you don’t like it,” she said. “It’s the same dress, isn’t it?” She pointed to the painting.

The dress was a little crumpled in places, but otherwise it was no different from how it was ten years ago when it was first worn. It hadn’t even faded. Paulo didn’t know until now that it still existed. Isabella must have kept it stored away all these years in one of the empty bedrooms upstairs.

“Take it off and get changed, now.” He tried hard to keep his voice steady, but his words came out as more of a command than a gentle request.

Mary yanked up the silk sides of the gown and charged back upstairs.

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