Eight years ago, I met Alvis for the first time at a Christmas party thrown by the Cardini family.He stood in the crowd in a charcoal suit, and his deep-set eyes and golden hair drew me in.I walked over with a glass of champagne. "Mr. Sartori, may I introduce myself?"He glanced down at me and clinked his glass against mine like a gentleman.We talked all night at that party.When it was over, he smiled. "Ms. Lauretti, I really enjoyed tonight."I look forward to seeing you again."I smiled and nodded. That night, I knocked on my father's study door and asked him to look into Alvis for me.With my father's connections, it took him just one day to find out everything there was to know about Alvis.Alvis was first in line to lead the Sartori family. His mother, Mia, came from an old, distinguished family, and his father, Richard, ran the Sartoris' core businesses.In business, Alvis was ruthless and hard to read. He never gave anyone an inch.There was only one complication: his adopte
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