Page 76 of Captured Desire


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The waiter slid between us and filled our glasses with white wine. Grateful for a distraction, I sipped a little.

“Are you Duran’s girlfriend?’ she asked.

I shook my head and then nodded. “I don’t know. It’s complicated. Are you here with anyone?”

Her eyes darted up to the man at the head of the table. “I’m with him.”

“Oh…his wife?”

I was just trying to make small talk, but I realized too late this was sensitive topic. She swallowed and offered a thin smile.

“He traded me,” she said.

“Oh,” I said, my mind whirling. What did that mean?

“My father owed him,” she said quietly. “He couldn’t pay up…so here I am. Tale as old as time.”

She smiled ruefully and I was speechless. I glanced sideways at Duran as he conversed easily with the man at the head of the table. They knew each other, that was clear, and the realization sent a shiver down my spine.

How was it possible that the man who had held me in the bathtub while I cried consorted with people like that?

“Hey, it’s okay,” she said, smiling. “It could have been a lot worse. He’s completely smitten with me so I get whatever I want. And his dick is huge.”

My jaw fell open and she laughed, shaking her hair back. Her eyes flicked past me and ran over Duran. Her brow crooked.

“So Duran Esposito finally picked someone,” she said.

“He kidnapped me,” I admitted.

She shrugged and tapped her glass so the waiter would refill it. “And he probably tried to make it better by letting you run up his credit card bill, didn’t he? That’s what Leonid does. Every time he fucks up, he spends a ridiculous amount and considers it forgiven.”

“Not exactly,” I said. “He gave me a sandwich and shut me in a spare bedroom.”

“Oh, maybe he’s losing his touch,” she said, frowning.

“We got off on the wrong foot.”

“How are you getting off now?” Her lips curved in a smile.

I blushed. “Frequently.”

She glanced back up at the man at the head of the table—Leonid, I assumed—and a look of thinly veiled desire passed over her eyes. Her lids lowered as he glanced up and their gazes locked. The air between them was electric and it gave me the sudden feeling I was intruding on something private.

I turned away, rotating my wrists nervously. Duran glanced at me, leaning in.

“You okay, princess?” he asked.

I nodded. “This is a bit overwhelming.”

His hand slid over my thigh again and an inch under my skirt. It went still, his fingers gripping me firmly. The heat beneath his palm spread up until I felt it in my clit…like a sweet, torturous heartbeat.

My pussy ached. I took a large sip of wine and leaned back in my chair.

“So, where are you from?”

I turned back to Raina and pulled myself together. “New York. What about you?”

“LA,” she said. “But Leonid has a lot of business overseas so we travel now.”

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