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Amedeo, Her Italian Billionaire(47)

By:Susan Westwood


Of course he could raise a child. It wasn’t easy, but neither was building up a company. And if he could sell this one in the next few years, he’d have more time to be with his child.

Hmm. Maybe he’d take a year off and spend it all with his baby.

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Violet woke from her nap, feeling better. The pounding in her head was much lighter so she went downstairs for her laptop. Yes, Amedeo would be mad that she got out of bed, but she wasn’t a child. She felt okay and her strength was back. She didn’t want to watch any more movies and she needed to do something to stimulate her brain.

Hacking. She liked to keep her skills up and hack into something just to see if she could. She targeted a company, but she had no idea what they did. Besides, it was the weekend. No one would be there to see and she could back out without leaving a trace.

She knew if she worked on Amedeo’s project he’d be mad. She could technically say she was just playing.

He wasn’t due back until dinner time so she had an hour.

She settled herself back into bed when her phone rang. Kalia.

“Hey girl,” she said.

Kalia laughed. “I know we just saw each other, but I’m missing you this weekend.”

“I wish you could come over. I’m bored on bed rest.”

“What happened?”

“I was hit by a car. Not badly, but Amedeo is being a mother hen.”

“I looked him up on the internet. Girl, he’s one ‘hawt’ dude.”

Violet laughed. Yes, he is. “Why’d you look him up?”

“I was bored.”

“You need a man.”

“No, I need a vibrator. Less hassle than a man,” Kalia said.

Her friend was probably right. “You know what Amedeo wanted? He asked me to marry him. Prenup and all.”

“Marriage? No way? You should jump at it. It can’t be hard to see that man naked.”

Life wasn’t ever as simple as Kalia thought it was. “I can’t marry him, Kalia. I want to be in love when I marry.”

“You old-fashioned?”

“Yes, I guess I am. Not that old-fashioned since I’m having a baby out of wedlock.”

Kalia snorted. “Details. You free this week?”

“I’m sure I can be free.”

“Let me know what day works for you.”

“Okay. I’ll call you Tuesday when I’m back to work. I’ll know what my schedule it. I wish you could see this house. It’s as big as our whole apartment building, I swear.”

“You can’t have a home girl over?”

“Not sure. It’s still Amedeo’s house. I’d feel odd inviting anyone here.”

“Fair enough. Talk to you later.”

Violet went back to her task at hand. She targeted a business then let her fingers dance over the keyboard. This one had pretty good security. She had to be careful. They might be able to find her.

“What are you doing?”

Amedeo stood in the doorway. He had his arms crossed.

“Just having fun. No worries.”

At least she hoped not. She stared at the screen as Amedeo stared at her. “Did you have a nice nap?”

“Yes and now I need to work my brain. Give me ten minutes and I’ll be off.”

“You sure you should be on the computer?”

“I’m fine. If my head hurts more I’ll get off.”

“What are you doing?”

“Hacking into a site.”

He frowned. “Be careful.”

“Hacking is what I do for a living. I know what I’m doing.”

But he’d distracted her and she wasn’t being careful. If he’d stayed away she would have had her full attention on her task. Instead, she must have gone somewhere she didn’t understand. A warning came up and she backed out of the site.

“What’s wrong?”

“You’re distracting me. That’s what’s wrong,” she said.

“I just wanted to see if you’re okay. I think there are some things we need to talk about.”

She looked up at him over her computer. She was backing out of the site, but not doing it with any finesse. Hopefully she wasn’t leaving a trail. She didn’t want this person to find her because she had a feeling there was some illegal activity going on. She didn’t like what she’d seen.

After backing out of the site, she closed her laptop. “What things do we need to talk about?”

Was he kicking her out? Who had he gone to see? Had they convinced him that she was just a gold digger? She wasn’t. If he’d given her abortion money, she would have never seen him again.

“Don’t be scared. I think we need to talk about the baby and how we are going to parent this child.”

“Do I need to make a decision about custody right now?”