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A month had passed since there return from the French alps Vallea had hardly spoken a word about what had happened there she didn’t wish to discus what torture he had put her through. They had been lucky enough to get a flight back it had stared to snow cans it looked like it was getting worse not better Domienico and Vallea were spending more time together the last day on the alps they had gone skiing the third day they’d gone into town seen as Vallea could hardly walk and she had stayed in bed with the watchful eye if some of his men as they down a tour of the town by the first day she felt a little better and joined them. Domienico chose not to push her on what had actually happened the night Nicolo was pissed at her, she regretted throwing hurls of abuse at him; he didn’t have to take her with them to the alps for a four day break.