The Housekeepers Daughter: A steamy romantic suspense novel by Dee Palmer

Author:Dee Palmer [Palmer, Dee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: novel
Publisher: Dee Palmer
Published: 2019-10-19T16:00:00+00:00

“What if I told you I found your money, but I’m not giving it back?” I cross my arms at the chill flashing across my body when his eyes narrow to icy slits.

“I’d say you’re not a thief, Tia, so don’t start now.” His jaw jumps with the tension, and his voice is tempered anger I can only see because his knuckles are pure white.

“You see, that’s really interesting, Cass, because why would you say that?” I soften my voice and my defensive stance, dropping one hip and tapping the corner of my mouth like I’m pondering the same question I just posed.

“I know you,” he states flatly, and I smile with apparent pleasure.

“You have one chance to tell me why, Cass, so choose your next words wisely,” I advise.

“Princess.” He reaches and I let him stroke his finger along my jaw. I don’t respond even if the hairs on my neck might spark to life at his touch; he can’t see that thankfully.

“Not your princess, Cass. Tell me why I’m not a thief,” I retort and watch as he pulls his hand back like I’ve bitten him.

“I need that fucking money, Tia. You don’t understand,” he snaps, and I scoff out loud.

“Really? I don’t understand that it’s really three hundred million missing or that your mother has been gambling with the company’s pension fund? Or that you owe a small fortune to some very nasty Russians? Or that your mother has racked up debt you can’t possibly repay in ten lifetimes?” He remains impassive. “Which bit of that don’t I understand?” His eyes widen briefly, until, just as quickly, he checks himself. He steps closer, and I stand my ground.

“It wasn’t my money to begin with.” His cool breath brushes over my face, and his icy glare freezes my heart.

“What?” I respond. I must look the picture of confusion at the curve ball of a conversation change.

“I’m sorry.” He holds my questioning gaze and steps one foot away.

“For what bit, Cass?” I ask, too distracted to notice his change in stance, and I’m an idiot for not recognising the need for distance.

“For this.” He steps closer and wraps a strong arm around my waist, imprisoning me with the strength of the hold. His lips smash against mine, and then he bites my neck. No wait, he can’t be doing that, he’s still kissing me. It must be a sting, not a bite. He pulls back, and I see the needle in his hand. Where did that come from? I feel the rush of air hit my lungs as I fight to breathe, then a sudden, woozy, swirling, heavy darkness and then…nothing.

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