Her Red Hot Secret Royal Fling: A rebound romance: One week of passion, no strings attached. (Italian Rivals Book 6) by Clare Connelly

Author:Clare Connelly [Connelly, Clare]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-09-18T00:00:00+00:00

He knew she was making an excellent point, and that he should have been focusing on her words, but as Sofia went through the Santoro company’s hiring processes, explaining why they’d always put an emphasis on paying above required rates, and how they took care of their employees and contractors, he found his mind kept wandering back to that morning. And last night. To the way she’d felt: to touch, to kiss, to finally lose himself in. To how she’d smiled, laughed, challenged him to take her harder, how she’d been such a perfect complement to him in every way.

And though she wore a sensible pale-yellow pantsuit, all he could think about was stripping it off her that night, leaving only the baroque pearl necklace in place. He loved to imagine how it would look, the lustre of those pearls falling on her flawless caramel skin, running over her breasts.

Annnnnd…great. Without realizing it, he was hard, and in a particularly inconvenient forum, giving he was sitting opposite Salvatore Santoro.

“Your Highness?” Sofia arched a brow, staring at him, so it was apparent she’d asked him a question.

He cursed inwardly. “Yes?”

Her lips twitched with the hint of a smile. Damn it, she knew what she was doing to him, and she was enjoying it.

“Do you need me to repeat the question?”

Salvatore glanced back at Sofia, but Ares barely noticed the look his friend shot her.

“Thank you.”

“If you’re too tired to continue, we could meet again later.”

Salvatore frowned. “I’m sure he’s fine. Right?” Salvatore turned back to Ares, who barely glanced at him.

“I did have trouble sleeping last night.”

“That’s funny, so did I,” Sofia murmured. “Perhaps it was a full moon?”

He almost choked on a laugh. “Perhaps.”

Salvatore might have thought they’d both lost their minds because he leaned forward. “Sofia was asking if you’d have any objections to us meeting with your minister for trade and industry?”

Ares nodded slowly. “Until I’ve made a decision, yes. I’d like to keep the process on my desk for now.”

Sofia’s eyes narrowed a little—clearly that wasn’t the answer she’d wanted, but she nodded. For now. He knew her well enough to know she’d probably bring this up later. Later, when she was naked, except for the pearls.

He dropped his gaze to the desk and smothered a groan. This was a nightmare, and yet it was one from which he didn’t really want to wake.

“Okay, we can cross that bridge when we come to it.” Not if.

Something stretched inside his chest, a feeling he didn’t particularly like. Concern. Because, at this stage, he wasn’t prepared to decide in favour of the Santoros over the Valentinos. While sentimentally, he hoped he could give them the business, the Valentino proposal had been incredible, and he wasn’t sure he could turn it down. Something he had to make clear to Sofia sooner, rather than later. He didn’t want her to think that just because of their relationship, or whatever he could call it, that they’d have an advantage. If anything, it made him more determined to go the other way—to avoid even the appearance of favoritism.

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