TheSicilianBoss’sMistress by Sicilian Boss's Mistress

Author:Sicilian Boss's Mistress [Okänd]
Language: swe
Format: epub

CHAPTER SEVEN

IN THE end it wasn’t as bad as she had been dreading. Alessandro disappeared into the hallway with his laptop, whilst she showered in the enormous state-of-the-art bathroom, with its wet room and its huge roll-top bath. He left her the privacy of the dressing room in which to dress, whilst he showered and then dressed in the bedroom, in clothes he had removed from the dressing room beforehand.

Her new hairstyle was surprisingly easy to manage, and so too were the make-up tricks of the trade she had been taught. But what she was not able to do was zip her dress all the way up the back. No matter how hard she tried it remained stubbornly a few millimetres from the top—and nor could she fasten the tiny hook and eye at the very top of the zip.

She could, of course, always ask Alessandro to do it for her, but she wasn’t going to admit to him that she needed his help with anything. Besides, given what he had already said about her being overcome with lust for him, he might think that she was using some kind of deliberate ploy, pretending that she couldn’t fasten her zip. She certainly wasn’t going to have him accuse her of that. Anyway, the zip was secure enough, and the dress’s slender shoulder straps were holding it in place.

She heard him rap briefly on the door and call out, ‘Are you ready?’

Calling back, ‘Yes,’ she opened the door. Dressed in jeans and a shirt Alessandro had been impressive, but dressed in a dinner suit he was more than impressive. He was…Leonora gulped and swallowed, and willed her heartbeat to resume a more normal rhythm as she went to join him.

The cocktail dress stroked silkily against her skin, sensitising her nerve-endings—or was it Alessandro’s presence that was doing that?

When he went to open the door for her the thin plain gold cufflinks gleamed discreetly in the light, and Leonora’s heart gave a series of small skipping beats. Had she met a man like Alessandro when she was younger, would she still be a virgin? A man like Alessandro? No, there could not possibly be another. He was unique, a one-off—and besides, she suspected that a man of his sexual experience and expertise would be contemptuous of if not outright repelled by a woman like her.

Hadn’t he already said as much, when he had told her that, having kissed her once, he had no desire to do so again? But he had kissed her again. For show—as part of the role he had decided they must both play—not for any other reason. What mattered most now was that she didn’t give in to her own weakness, and that she didn’t allow Alessandro to see or guess that she might be vulnerable to allowing him to win in any kind of contest between them. He had defeated her once by blackmailing her. Her pride would not allow her to acknowledge him as the victor a second time.

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