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Anna looked as if she wanted to run when he grabbed her hand and steered her to his bed. He swallowed his amusement.
Holding her face, he brushed a thumb across her moist lips. Her lush lashes fluttered. She gasped when he kissed her deeply. Goddess, she tasted as sweet as he’d imagined she would. Anna looked dreamy when he broke the kiss.
“Go take a shower and put your clothes in the hamper. We’ll go shopping for new ones tomorrow morning.”
“Yes, sir.” Anna looked hesitant. “It’d be a lot easier if you let me go home for some spare clothes, sir.”
“You’re ours during the contract, Miss Vincent. You’re not permitted to go home.” Matt studied her expression. “Change your mind?”
“N-no, sir. May I at least call my father to let him know I won’t be home tonight? He doesn’t know I got this job.”
Her father or the syndicate? “Go ahead.”
“Thank you, sir.”
“Attend to me when you’ve finished your shower.”
“Yes, sir.”
* * * *
Anna got out of the shower half an hour later. She donned Matt’s bathrobe and went looking for him as she was told. His bedroom was empty and so was the living room. She roamed the mansion until she found him in the gym.
Anna looked around. No, not quite a gym. It was more like a dojo. When she was a kid, a friend of hers took her to watch his karate practices. Matt’s dojo looked similar to her friend’s, except for the weapons.
The walls were lined with all kind of swords and sharp instruments. Dozens of long, short, big and small sharp blades looked as if they could cut someone in half with little effort. The floor felt firm but cushy as was it covered with a straw-mat type of flooring.
Matt sat in front of the paper-lined doors that opened up to the veranda. He’d prepared a white bedroll, pillows and comforter in the middle of the dojo. Guess this was where she would be sleeping. Funny, from the many bedrooms in this house, why did he want her to sleep surrounded by his killing tools collection?
“Come.” Matt motioned Anna to join him. “It’s a full moon tonight and I fancy a moon-viewing party.”
Moon-viewing party? Weird. Was this a rich-people thing? Anna closed the door behind her and padded across the spacious dojo.
Beside the bedroll, Matt had a large wooden tray filled with earthen cups, flagons, and a plate of sweets. He poured a drink from the flask into the cups and handed one to her.
Anna settled next to him and accepted the cup. It was filled with warm, rather milky liquid. “What is this?” she asked.
“Sake.”
Ah. She’d never had sake before. Anna tried a sip. Not bad. She had a few more sips while she studied him when he wasn’t looking.
Even though they were triplets, Anna noted the three of them were different in personality. Raphael was the glamorous one. His wild parties with the socialites were legendary. Justin was very business-like. She could picture him sleeping with a calculator in his hand. And Matt, he was mysterious. The syndicate had
nicknamed him ‘the muscle’. If somebody had a grief with the Martels, he would have to go through Matt first.
Anna thought his nickname should be ‘the warrior’. She could just picture him in a ninja outfit, lurking in the shadow. Mysterious. Dangerous. Deadly. She didn’t know why, but fantasising about him had turned her on.
Matt had taken a shower too. He’d shed his business suit replacing it with black jogging pants and no shirt. The shower of moonlight that slipped through the open veranda illuminated every inch of his perfect upper body. She couldn’t recall seeing Matt with so little clothes in any magazine before. Like Justin, he’d always dressed conservatively.
Now that she saw him up close and personal, Matt was a fitter version of Raphael, all muscles and testosterone from his diligent martial art regimens. His deliciousness was complemented by his long black hair that looked so lush and thick, draping his back like a river of black silk. Men weren’t supposed to have hair that gorgeous. Anna itched to run her hand through his silky tresses to see if it felt as soft as it looked.
Matt caught her spying. “Come here.”
Her heart skipped a beat. She wondered whether this was when he was going to demand a blowjob from her. She couldn’t help but blush. Damn, why am I looking forward to it? She put down her cup and crawled to him.
Matt curled one arm around her waist and pulled her into his lap, her back pressing against his chest.
Okay, no blowjob. But she could feel his growing erection under her thigh. Sweet Jesus Christ. Anna gulped hard.
