She was stunned by the question and by the way he was holding her hand between his.
“You can’t. Furio is,” she gave a laugh, “pun thoroughly intended, furious with me. He is watching my every move. I can promise you right now, this,” she waved between them, “me sitting in this car with you, was already reported to him.”
“Why is he angry with you?”
She took a breath, “I was pregnant. Leaving the estate I also left behind my birth control, and we had s*x the night before and I was pregnant. I got an abortion three weeks ago. Furio found out I killed what he feels was Ercole’s true heir.”
“What does it have to do with him?”
“Ercole is his godfather. Hero worship is an understatement of their relationship. Furio was the only person I ever saw your grandfather genuinely laugh with. I mean
