The Borghese Bride by Sandra Marton

Author:Sandra Marton [Marton, Sandra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781488098130
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2018-03-22T04:00:00+00:00

A month later, nothing had changed.

It was a blisteringly hot August afternoon. The air conditioning in Dominic’s office was having trouble keeping up with the heat. Maybe that was why he put down his pen, stared blindly out the window and finally faced the truth.

His marriage wasn’t working.

He’d really believed that a marriage based on expedience would work. There’d be no need for lies or fairy tales.

He was wrong.

Knowing your wife had married you for reasons that had nothing to do with her heart was no better than suspecting it. In fact, it was worse. Had he married a woman who professed to love him, he might have been able to delude himself into believing it.

He’d have laughed if anyone had told him he wanted to come home at night to a kiss, to look up from reading the paper after dinner and see a smile meant only for him. The truth was—and it was almost painful to acknowledge—he wanted the little signs of affection that went with marriage, even if they were phony.

Dominic leaned his elbows on his desk and put his head in his hands.

He’d lived alone almost his entire life, but he’d never felt lonely until now. Part of it came from little things, like hearing his wife’s laughter as he came to the front door…and hearing it stop, once he put his key in the lock.

Part of it came from her treating him as if he were a barbarian at the gate. She jumped if he brushed her arm as he moved past her in a narrow space, and sometimes he caught her looking at him with an expression that suggested she expected the worst of him at any minute.

He wasn’t a monster. He wasn’t going to demand she spend her evenings talking to him, instead of going to her room after Gianni was tucked in. He wasn’t going to order her to his bed, despite his earlier threats. Why did she look at him that way? Why did she catch her breath if he came too close?

She was driving him crazy.

Was it deliberate? Did she know what she was doing? Had she really only wanted him when he was a stranger?

Heaven knew she wanted no part of him now that he was her husband.

Especially because he was her husband.

Dominic sat up straight. His wife was right about one thing. He’d forced her into this marriage. He might not admit it to her, but why lie to himself? And he’d be damned if he’d let her force him to end it. Maybe that was her plan, to make him unhappy enough to tell her all right, he’d had enough, it was over.

He wasn’t going to do it.

Frowning, he picked up his pen and looked at the stack of letters awaiting his signature.

“See if you can’t manage to sign them before the day ends,” Celia had said, “and before you snap at me and tell me to mind my own business the way you’ve been doing lately, Signore Borghese, kindly remember that getting your letters out is my business.

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