The Billionaire's Innocent - Part 2 by Caitlin Crews

Author:Caitlin Crews
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2015-11-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

A FEW NIGHTS later, Nora walked onto another luxury yacht out in the deep blue of the Cannes harbor but this time Zair was with her, a solid, intimidating wall at her back, strong and fierce. He kept his hand on the nape of her neck, a firm and commanding pressure to guide her exactly where he wanted her to go, which Nora was well aware was a deliberate show of ownership on his part.

It was her job to look suitably owned.

This is a show, she reminded herself as the cameras recorded them and the paparazzi called their names, and she leaned back into Zair’s grasp as if he were there to protect her. This is nothing but a show.

They were creating vignettes that told a broader story, and each one of them came with access to the kinds of places Harlow might have ended up. Every moment they spent together outside the villa was calculated. That long, much-photographed stroll along La Croisette, the famous walk along the Cannes waterfront, where every shot had shown Nora gazing up at Zair as he talked as if he’d been her whole world. A ride in a splashy convertible past the hordes of photographers outside the Grand Hotel du Cap Ferrat, with Zair’s hand a little higher on her bare thigh beneath her skirt than was strictly polite. An afternoon out sailing on a pretty catamaran on the Baie des Anges off the coast of Nice, never too far from the photographers’ lenses, the better to show Nora sitting below Zair as he lounged on the deck, essentially at his feet.

Tabloid readers saw a young woman utterly besotted with a dangerously powerful man some years her senior. A certain subset, however, saw the socialite-turned-prostitute Zair had spirited off that yacht that night and shown no signs of giving up while the famous film festival wore on.

He hadn’t reenacted that moment in the car again, with his strong hand at her throat, and Nora kept telling herself that was a good thing. That his gentle if inexorable hold had frightened her—when the truth was, it had only scared her because it had made her nearly mindless with need. With sheer, uncontrollable lust. Just as she told herself that the flame she nursed deep inside her, the one that brightened and danced whenever he touched her, however he touched her, was a deep fury that they had to play these games—

When she knew, late into the long nights when she was alone in the bed he’d given her in his villa and felt as if she burned alive with all the things she wanted, that she liked these games. She more than liked them.

Nora didn’t know what that made her. She was afraid to ask—because she thought he’d tell her, and she wasn’t at all certain she wanted an answer.

“I have to speak to some people,” Zair told her in an undertone when they’d boarded the yacht and were standing in another lavish ballroom, complete with a set of gently swaying crystal chandeliers.

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