Robyn Donald - The Millionaire's Virgin Mistress by Anja

Author:Anja [Anja]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2012-05-07T17:55:15+00:00

A heartbeat of silence pulsed around them before he drawled, ‘What exactly do you mean by that?’

‘I’m sure you know.’

‘And I’m sure I don’t.’ Iron ran like a threat through his tone. ‘Explain it.’

She bit her lip. Her damnable temper had to erupt at the very worst time, summoned by the intense frustration that tore her composure to tatters. If he hadn’t lifted his head and looked into her face she’d have willingly co-operated in her own seduction.

This humiliating knowledge spurred her on. ‘Simply that whatever you want from women is easily found. It means nothing more than momentary pleasure.’

His smile was cynical, almost cruel. ‘Indeed?’ he said with cool indifference, and stooped and crushed her startled mouth beneath his.

The kiss was over in a heartbeat, but while it lasted her lips had shaped to his.

‘Momentary?’ he murmured, his tone insultingly relaxed.

Shame burned like acid, concealing a pain she refused to face. She was too unsophisticated to play teasing, sexual games.

Keeping her face averted, she walked beneath the bold heat of the sun and tried to ignore the man beside her.

He said, ‘And what makes you think I see sex as a game between men and women? Did Juliette tell you that?’

The ice in his words scraped along her nerves. ‘I’d have to be stupid not to know that women are, always obtainable—’ her voice invested the word with scorching disdain ‘—when you’re rich.’

‘A certain sort of woman,’ he agreed silkily. ‘But greed is not exclusive to the female sex— a certain type of man is always on the lookout for rich women. And you’re evading my question.’

They had reached the limits of the garden; automatically courteous, he reached to unlatch the gate and stood back to let her go through it first. Moving as carefully as though he were a tiger in ambush, she walked past him.

‘You have no right to ask that question,’ she said with steady composure. ‘My conversations with Juliette were private.’

He said with clinical assurance, ‘So she did.’

Paige waited tensely for him to reject the accusation, but he remained silent while they walked through the splendid gardens, past the tennis court and between two large citrus trees, glowing with burnished fruit like a treasure beyond price.

He startled her by observing with a judicial lack of emotion, ‘Your father’s defection presumably hit you hard, and making friends with Sherry would reinforce your belief that people exploit each other.’

Anger lit her eyes and tightened her lips— lips that still stung from his kisses. ‘We’ve had this conversation before.’

‘I’m just surprised that you accept her solution.’ He held back a wet branch so that she didn’t get drenched. Great drops fell like tears at his touch.

Paige cast him a glinting, dangerous glance. ‘She does what she has to.’ she said steadily.

‘Women do, you know—we survive, and for some of us it’s not easy or particularly pleasant.’

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