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“The fact we were so careless should give you a clue as to how innocent this all was.”
“Who knows? My father is a man who seems to have lost his head when it comes to the women he was having sex with on the side.”
She gasped, hating him in that moment. “How dare you speak of him like that? And to me? However you might feel about your father, I valued him an extraordinary amount, and I’d appreciate it if you’d use respectful language in my company.”
His eyes glittered with unconcealed rage. “My father was worth an extraordinary amount. I wonder if that helped you value him?”
She gasped then lifted her hand, halfway to striking his cheek before he caught her wrist easily, using it to draw her closer to him, jerking her against his chest so she gasped at the urgency of the movement, and the thrill that spun wildly through her.
She felt the hard beating of his heart through his ribs and it echoed the frantic tattoo of her own.
“Money was never a part of it,” she ground out.
His eyes bore into hers and something inside of her snapped—common sense, rational thought, all of the above. She met his eyes but a part of her was spinning wildly out of control.
“Damn it, Anastasios. Why don’t you believe me? What have I ever done to you?”
“Nothing. This isn’t really about you, but my father, and his habit for philandering.”
She drew in a sharp breath.
“Though in this instance, I have to say, I can understand the temptation.”
And then he was kissing her, a kiss that caught her completely by surprise and simultaneously compounded every hope and dream she’d cherished, so she tilted her face and surrendered to it, wondering at the woman she’d become, who could swing so violently from outright hatred to these delicious, licking feelings of need and heat?
She desperately tried to grab hold of self-control, savouring the kiss for one more moment before wrenching free, her heart screaming at her for the denial, her body quivering with the feelings he’d stirred to life.
“Damn you,” she groaned. “Don’t do that.”
“Why not, when you like it so much?”
“Because we’re not animals. You’re—you’re…”
“Yes, agape mou? What am I?”
“Just—awful,” she said, her voice cracking a little as emotions threatened to overwhelm her. “I can’t believe you share even a hint of DNA with your father.”
“Believe it,” he drawled sarcastically. “Does it bother you, to go from his arms to mine?”
She pulled a face. “That’s disgusting.”
“It should be,” he agreed, spinning away from her then and bracing his hands on his hips, staring straight ahead. His back moved as he sucked in several breaths, and all she could do was stare at him, glad for that moment, when he was distracted and she could indulge her hunger without being seen.
“Come on,” he barked, without looking back. “Let’s go.”
She was tempted to stay where she was, but having come this far, found her feet falling into step behind his, one, then the other, until they were down on a wide, paved platform, level with the splendid boats. Until he paused at the gangplank of one particularly large superyacht, it hadn’t occurred to her that he was expecting her to board one, and a little tremor of excitement spiralled through her.
“After you.”
“So chivalrous,” she muttered sarcastically, eyeing the boat for a moment longer, taking in the details of the glossy white sides, darkly tinted glass, and the sheer size of the thing. There looked to be four distinct levels to the yacht, and watermarks reflected on the ceiling of one balcony suggested a swimming pool or spa. At the back of the boat, there was a sleek, black helicopter, with the same ‘X’ emblazoned on its side as she’d seen on the plane.
“I’m a perfect gentleman.”
“Yeah, right,” she rolled her eyes, stomping past him onto the gangplank, doing her best to hide the awe she felt at boarding such a luxurious craft.
At the top of the gangplank, he held out a hand to her, which she willfully ignored. Touching him was dangerous, there was no denying that.
“How long do you expect to keep me here?” She asked, flicking a glance around the yacht. To her relief, she saw a woman in a crisp white uniform walking efficiently along the decks, so knew that at least there’d be staff to keep her occupied.
