Capelli's Captive Virgin

‘Oh, Alessio—’ tears blurred her vision ‘—it’s beautiful.’ But the most beautiful thing was the fact that he loved her. ‘I can’t believe this is happening.’

‘Well, it is. And now stop crying or the press will think I’ve been doing unspeakable things to you. Are you ready to face the world?’

Still staring at the ring, Lindsay gave a weak laugh. ‘Every woman with a pulse is going to want to know how I persuaded you to marry me.’

‘Well, they’re just going to have to work it out for themselves,’ Alessio drawled, leading her towards the door. ‘From now on I’m not sharing you with anyone.’

As they walked out onto the pavement flashbulbs exploded in their faces and a voice called out, ‘Hey, Lindsay, you’re wearing a ring! Care to tell everyone your secret?’

Turning to face the bank of cameras, Lindsay smiled. She couldn’t stop smiling. ‘You’d better listen carefully because this is the last piece of relationship advice I’m ever going to give.’ Almost bursting with happiness, she clutched Alessio’s hand and smiled up at him, her eyes misting. But when she spoke, the words were intended for him. ‘The secret,’ she said softly, ‘was love.’