CHAPTER SEVEN
In the apartment on the palace’s ground floor, Alejandro attempted to relax. He’d stopped thinking of this place as home even though this suite was the same one he’d lived in as a teenager and young adult. The furniture had been replaced, the floors refinished, and the walls painted, but the décor wasn’t the only change.
When he was younger, guards had stood watch outside the door leading to the beach path. They’d been there to keep him from running away. None, however, had stopped him. At least his father hadn’t posted security tonight.
Still, being at the palace made Alejandro antsy. So did something else. Someone else…
Julianna.
She wasn’t as bad as he’d originally thought, but she…confused him. Tonight she appeared different, warmer and more genuine. But if that was
