CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Alejandro’s temper flared, but he maintained control.
For Julianna’s sake.
She left the dining room with her head high, but the disappointment in her eyes was unmistakable.
Alejandro remained standing until she disappeared from sight. He faced Enrique. “Why didn’t you escort Julianna to her room?”
Enrique was seated at the table. He motioned to the wine steward to refill his empty glass. “Trust me, Julianna has no issue speaking what’s on her mind. If she’d wanted an escort, she would have asked. You heard her say she’s tired.”
Anger burned in Alejandro’s throat. “That’s why you should have accompanied her.”
His brother’s gaze sharpened. “Why do you care what I do with Julianna?”
Good question. Alejandro sat. He downed what remained in his wineglass. He wanted to
