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When she looked up, the billionaire murmured smoothly, “Let’s dance.”
Before she could even think of protesting, he had already pulled her up to her feet and into his arms.
As he drew her closer, she hissed under her breath, “You’re making them hate me.”
“It is for your own good,” she heard the billionaire say calmly over her head.
Fredericka looked up with a gasp. “Excuse me?”
“Hate is better than pity,” he murmured.
Oh.A reluctant smile touched her lips as she was forced to acknowledge the truth in the billionaire’s words. So much had changed in the course of a year, Fredericka thought reminiscently. After having won the case for the Christakos twins, her dream had come true and she had been made state’s attorney a short while after.
For a time, it had been everything she wanted, and every morning she would look at herself in the mirror and imagine that it was her dead father she was seeing on its surface.
Can you see me now? I’m the child you ran out on and refused to acknowledge. Look where I am now, and look where you are.
But soon, the pleasure she derived from her success began to pale and the emptiness of her life began to gnaw at her. Two months ago, she had finally submitted her resignation, determined to start her life over. She had realized she wanted to build a law firm that operated on contingency fees, which would allow it to represent clients who weren’t presently able to afford effective legal presentation.
But as this weekend’s event had made Fredericka realize, her dream was a nightmare for most other lawyers. Even worse, she had learned that most of them believed that her resignation had merely been a ruse, meant to cover up the fact that she had pissed off a high-ranking official and had been forced to quit.
She looked up at the billionaire, saying wryly, “You’ve known from the start, didn’t you? What people were thinking?”
Sergei answered evenly, “There was no reason for you to know about the opinion of people who should mean nothing to you.”
So overprotective, she thought helplessly. Knowing that there was no point discussing his high-handedness, a trait that was as intrinsic to him as his Russian lineage, she changed the subject instead, asking, “What do you think you’re doing?” For the past five minutes, the two of them had been swaying slowly to a beat only the billionaire seemed to hear, and it had everyone staring at them.
Sergei raised a brow. “Dancing, of course.”
Fredericka was torn between laughing out loud and rolling her eyes. This was dancing? The music was a fusion of techno and house, fast and upbeat, and he called this slow, almost intimate sway of their bodiesdancing?
He suddenly pulled her closer, and Fredericka’s breath caught as she felt his hardness against her belly.
Oh. God.
He was so rigidly aroused, she thought, her throat drying. Did he know she was aware that he had an erection? She slowly, nervously looked up at him., and when their gazes met, the billionaire smiled at her, a devastating sight that had her body tightening with need.
“People here need to be reminded that you’re not just anybody,” Sergei murmured.
Oh, the arrogance.And yet Fredericka also knew he was merely stating a fact, and the way he was so unabashedly unapologetic about his power just made him even more attractive.
Her breasts started to feel heavy, and her folds started to become creamy with moisture.
Oh no.
She was becoming aroused, too, and if she didn’t do something quick, Sergei would realize this as well.
Fredericka pushed the billionaire away, mumbling, “I n-need to go to the powder room.”
The billionaire’s hold on her slowly loosened. “Shall I accompany you—-”
“No!” The shrillness of her tone made Fredericka mentally wince, realizing that she was giving herself away even more. “I mean, it’s okay, I’ll be back—-” She felt a sneeze coming, and stopped talking.
Sergei frowned when Fredericka suddenly sneezed. “Are you alright?”
“I had a slight temperature last night, but it’s nothing serious.”
“You’re certain?”
