“Frowning through the water-lashed windscreen, Pietro found that he didn’t know whether irritation or an amused acknowledgement of Marina’s fiercely stubborn spirit was uppermost in his mind when he saw where she had stayed the previous night. It was worse than he remembered, he acknowledged, noting the shabby paintwork and the worn stone steps. It might be in the historical centre of the city, close to the Massimo Theatre, but that was about all it had going for it. Which left him wondering jus...t why she had determined on choosing this particular place when she could have been much more comfortable elsewhere. She should have been so much more comfortable. He would have footed the bill, and she knew that. Which of course, knowing Marina, he reflected wryly, was precisely why she had done the exact opposite of what he had suggested. And that brought him back to his suspicions as to just why she was behaving this way. Did she really want absolutely nothing out of their marriage? Or was she just playing a provocative game, aiming for some other sort of prize?MoreLessRead More Read Less
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