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She hadn’t answered King Giorgos’s earlier question. She realised now he hadn’t needed her to because he already knew. Just as he already knew the answer to this question too.

‘I take her on her tour of the ward, yes.’

‘And when she was unwell last week...?’

‘She didn’t stay. No one else was aware she was unwell.’ None of the other staff, nor the other patients.

‘No one?’ he pressed, astute and seeking. ‘What aren’t you telling me?’

She panicked, desperate to deflect his questioning. ‘Your sister might put up with your bullying, but I’m not going to.’

He stiffened. ‘That’s what she told you? That I bully her?’

She couldn’t hold his scorching gaze, and was unable to lie. ‘No. I never spoke with her about anything personal. She never mentioned you.’

Her foolish eyes had minds of their own and they couldn’t resist looking into his again. He kept watching her, and suddenly nothing else seemed to register or matter. Nothing but this moment in which the world tilted, shifting something within her. Something deep and profound and frightening.

She forced herself to glance away, but he reached out and touched her chin, drawing her gaze back to his. There was no veil over his expression now. He was lethally, icily angry.

‘Tell me everything you know,’ he ordered.

‘Or what?’ That deep curl of fear forced the defiance from her—a primitive instinct to hold him at bay even though she knew it was rude, perhaps wrong. ‘You’re going to torture me?’

‘It’s a tempting thought,’ he muttered. ‘And you seem to like the idea of chains. But I can think of a better way to extract the information I need.’ His eyes narrowed. ‘A more fitting way.’

She couldn’t breathe. His words—his promise—sucked all the air from her lungs.

The opening of the car door startled her. Only then did she realise that they were inside the palace grounds. The large iron gates had automatically closed behind them. Locking her in.

‘Come into my palace,’ he demanded, curtly exiting the car to stalk ahead of her.

‘Said the spider to the fly...’ she muttered beneath her breath in annoyance at his peremptory tone and total lack of manners.

He stopped walking and spun so quickly she almost bumped into him from behind. Damn, it seemed the man had supersonic hearing.

‘You think I’m going to make you my prisoner?’ he asked, so softly that all illusions of her personal safety were shattered.

King Giorgos was pure predator and she’d never felt in so much danger. Nor had she ever felt such primitive exhilaration.

Suddenly she wanted to sprint from him. Instead, as always, she froze.

‘You think I’m going to eat you?’ he added with the slightest huskiness.

It wasn’t the sexual innuendo that shocked her but her sudden sensual response to it. Another of those incredible flushes burned her at the blatant carnality of his taunt.

‘I think I’m right to be wary.’ She pushed the words past the croak in her throat.

‘Because you’re guilty as sin?’

Kassie squared her shoulders and made herself look directly into his shadowed, judging eyes. ‘What exactly is it you think I’m guilty of?’

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