Dagger's Edge_A Brute Force Novel by Lora Leigh

Author:Lora Leigh [Leigh, Lora]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781250110343
Publisher: St. Martin's Press
Published: 2018-08-28T04:00:00+00:00

chapter ten

She hated being on display.

Journey had always hated the times her parents demanded she make an appearance at whatever party or function and play the perfect daughter. She’d sworn when she left she’d never allow that again.

Now she wasn’t just allowing it, but she’d also helped Ivan plan it. For his vengeance. For her dream.

Was the illusion of being loved really worth it? she wondered as she allowed him to help her from the back of the limo several evenings later outside the exclusive Manhattan restaurant.

She was aware of the flash of lightbulbs, the questions the paparazzi were throwing out to him that he ignored with such arrogance.

Placing his hand possessively at the small of her back, he led her through the door held open by an impassive doorman.

“Mr. Resnova. Miss.” The maître d’s cool expression was belied by the curiosity in his brown eyes. “Your table’s ready. If you’ll follow me.”

Turning sharply on his heel, he led them through the tables as though every head weren’t turning to watch their progress.

Journey gripped the small silk clutch she carried, all too aware of the whispers following them. The whispered, “Taite brat…,” probably hurt the most though.

No doubt Ivan had heard it, if the tension in his big body as they stepped to their table was any indication.

Nothing could overshadow the knowledge that they were all but rubbing Stephen and Craig Taite’s faces in the fact that she now belonged to Ivan. Not the expensive silk of the short green slip dress, designer shoes, expensive jewelry, or simple diamond on her finger could make her forget why she was there with him.

“I feel like an oddity in a freak show,” she muttered after the waiter delivered Ivan’s vodka and poured her wine before retreating.

“The most beautiful oddity,” he assured her softly with a subtle toast of his glass. “And the most unique.”

“But still an oddity,” she sighed, refusing to glance around the room.

They were there alone, the only two in the room, as she repeated his warning to herself as she looked up at him.

“In the best of ways, perhaps,” he acknowledged. “What makes you an oddity is what makes you the most desirable woman in this room though. A genuine heart, Syn. There are so few of those in the world.”

She felt her lips part in surprise at the obvious sincerity, or his perfect portrayal of it; whichever the case might be, she couldn’t help but believe him.

Besides, he called her Syn. He always called her Syn when he was being particularly honest or when he touched her. When he possessed her.

How was she going to survive without his touch when this was over? she wondered. She hadn’t known how deep her feelings for him could possibly go. But she found herself wishing this was more than an illusion, more and more.

“I remember the first time I saw you.” Leaning back in his chair, he sipped at his drink once again. Placing the glass back on the table, he gave her a rather mocking smile.

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