(Att 1) Never Dare a Tycoon by Lennox Elizabeth

Author:Lennox, Elizabeth [Lennox, Elizabeth]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance, General, Contemporary, Fiction
ISBN: 9781940134246
Publisher: www.ElizabethLennox.com
Published: 2009-10-18T07:00:00+00:00

Brett laid the trench coat on the bar counter, then turned and walked away.

As soon as he left, Monica and Georgette came up and stood on opposite sides of her. “What happened?” Monica asked, worried.

Antonia took a moment to speak. “I’ve been found out. He’s expecting me downstairs. I have to go,” she said.

“Don’t be silly,” Georgette said. “He can’t control you. What’s he going to do? Get you fired? I don’t think so.”

Antonia nodded her head, fighting back the tears. “Remember the last time you took my station?” she asked Georgette.

The other woman nodded. “Well, it was because my brother was sitting at one of my tables. My real name is Antonia Attracelli.”

There was a pregnant pause before Monica exclaimed, “You’re kidding, right?”

Antonia shook her head, wishing it wasn’t true.

Monica’s stunned expression spoke volumes. “You’re related to the Attracelli family?” Her tone indicated that she was hurt.

Antonia nodded. She was ashamed that she’d lied to her friends for so long. Well, she hadn’t exactly lied, but she’d omitted a great deal.

“So, if my brothers want me fired, I’m fired,” she explained.

She pushed away from the bar and took the coat. “I have to go now. He’s waiting for me.”

“Honey, you don’t have to go. Just stand up to them,” Monica said.

Antonia shook her head, wiping a tear away. “I can’t. That would just make everything worse. I’ll call Mike tomorrow,” Antonia said, her voice shaking. She pulled the coat over her shoulders and went to her locker to get her purse. She left her bag of clothes there, she didn’t want to take the time. Her three minutes were over so she had to hurry.

The elevator opened and Antonia stepped out into the white, marble lobby of the building. It was strange to leave the club from this exit. She was so used to the back of the building that she’d never thought about the splendor of the lobby. She didn’t give the white marble décor much thought tonight though because right in front of the revolving doors was Brent, leaning against his car, arms crossed over his chest.

When she came through the brass-lined, revolving doors, he stood up and opened the passenger door for her, then waited, watching her walk towards him.

Antonia stepped into the car, then flinched when he slammed the door once she was seated inside.

Brett pulled away from the curb and merged into the traffic easily. He drove to her apartment without saying a word.

Antonia didn’t say anything when he followed her up to her apartment. Thankfully, the elevators had been repaired that day, so she didn’t have the five flights of stairs to deal with tonight. She unlocked the door and walked inside.

“How long?” he asked as soon as the door was closed.

“Four years,” she said, not pretending that she didn’t understand the question.

Brett nodded. “I suppose your brothers don’t know anything about this?” he asked.

Antonia turned away from him and stared out the balcony door. “No.”

“Why not? You don’t think they’ll approve?” he asked angrily.

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