Gabriella?After a short pause, Mariana and Elena stared at each other.In the few minutes that Elena has been here, Mariana has felt closer to her than ever. She was glad Marcello had invited her over."Let's go back to the drawing room." Mariana said."Okay," she replied. "At the gala, "I'll give you a few pregnancy test kits."As they entered the drawing room, Mariana furrowed her brow. "The gala?""I hope I'm not interrupting your conversation." A familiar, sensual voice spoke up.Slowly, Mariana's gaze darted to the doorway to see Gabriella. Her blonde hair was clipped to one side in a sleek wave that reached her waist. Glossy red lips. Dark-green eyes. She wore a little black dress beneath a white coat.The woman was seductive—a walking sex. She was a kind woman in the magazines."Of course not, Gabriella." Mariana replied, turning to look at Elena just in time to see her roll her eyes."Oh, good," Gabriella said with a charming Italian accent, cat-walking towards them. "I don't
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