“Atilius! Has he come calling again?” Then, without waiting for a reply, “I intend to end these excursions of his. The man is trouble. I’ve told you before that wealth without work breeds arrogance, and arrogance is the whirlwind of life.” Vectis grimaced at his stupidity for mentioning Atilius. His father detested him. He would confine Sabina within the villa walls until she was wrinkled brown if he discovered she had been meeting Atilius secretly. Everything they owned, his Sharing Access had worked and scraped for. Atilius came from a rich patrician family, broke bread with the great, and aggressively pursued Rome’s elusive power. More significantly, he wanted to marry Sabina.