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Gregor shrugs. “I believe my son merely finds your stepdaughter attractive.” He glances around the room. “She’s the most beautiful girl here.”
A soft growl rumbles my chest, making Gregor raise an eyebrow. “Enjoy the rest of your evening, Morrone.” He walks away, leaving me even more pissed off than before.
I want nothing more than to drag Ella out of her seat and kiss her right here where everyone can witnesswhoshe really belongs to.
But I can’t do that. All I can do is stand here and watch as the men who wish to buy her hand in marriage get to know her. Well, one man since Alex is monopolizing all of her time.
Ella gets up and heads toward the restroom, so I approach Alex.
“What are your intentions toward my stepdaughter, Vishekov?” I demand.
Alex’s eyes flicker with dark intent. “She’s an asset at the auction, and I’m getting to know her. It sounds like you’ve trapped her into a life she doesn’t want for herself.” He smirks widely. “Perhaps I’ll be the one to rescue her and set her free.”
“Set her free? You mean enslave her as your wife?”
He shrugs. “Semantics. I sure as hell won’t be freezing her bank account, though.”
Ella has been talking too freely with Alex, which irritates me. I remain seated in the chair on the other side of her when she returns.
She turns to me as she sits. “Remy, what are you doing over here?”
“Making sure you don’t badmouth me to every buyer in here.” I glare at her. “You’ve been telling Alex a lot of bullshit.”
Her jaw clenches. “I’ve only told him the truth.”
I place a hand on her thigh beneath the table and squeeze, leaning closer to her. “Have you told him that your stepdad made you come on his desk no more than three days ago?”
Her cheeks flush. “Remy,” she hisses, grabbing my hand to pull it away from her thigh.
“Yes?”
“Stop it.”
I let my hand move further up her thigh over the fabric of her dress. “Why? Is it because you’re wet?”
She leans toward me. “This auction was your idea. Now get your hands off of me before someone sees.”
I’m not used to people talking to me like that, but her reaction snaps me out of it. I remove my hand from her thigh and, without a word, head toward the terrace at the back, needing some fresh air.
What the fuck is wrong with me?
I’m a grown man, acting like a possessive man-child. Ella brings the worst parts of me to light. Another reason why I need to take a step back and let her speak to whoever the fuck she wants.
In a fortnight, she’ll live with her fiancé, whoever that may be. And in the meantime, I need to hold it together and stop touching my stepdaughter. I think that will be easier said than done.
17
ELLA
“It’s time to go,” Remy’s dark voice speaks behind me.
I turn around, my hand still entwined with Alex’s. “Okay.” I turn back to Alex and smile. “I had a great time.”
His bright blue eyes flash with desire. “Me too. I’m looking forward to seeing you again next week.” He smiles and squeezes my arm. While his smile is handsome and his touch is warm, neither invoke the fire I’ve grown used to when Remy smiles or touches me.
This handsome man, only a few years older than me, who looks like a male model, doesn’t stir half the desire in me as Remy does. A man who is old enough to be my father.
I need to see a shrink.
