The Multi-Millionaire's Virgin Mistress by Cathy Williams

Author:Cathy Williams [Williams, Cathy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781426848001
Google: nDzV7Zns588C
Amazon: 026320751X
Barnesnoble: 026320751X
Published: 2008-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIVE

ALESSANDRO stepped out of his car, dispatched his driver, and squinted through the driving rain at Megan’s house. There were several reasons why he shouldn’t be here—the most pressing one being that he had had too much to drink. It was also gone eleven in the night. A time when most normal people would be tucked up in bed. But he’d banked on Megan not being in the normal category, and sure enough there were lights on.

He didn’t give himself too much time to think. Lately, thinking hadn’t been doing him too much good.

He began walking very slowly up to the front door. He could feel the icy rain slashing against his face, permeating through the thin layers of his trenchcoat and jumper to bare skin.

The three bangs he gave on the front door were loud enough to raise the dead. There was a muffled sound of activity, and the door was pulled open just as he had raised his hand to administer another earth-shaking bang.

‘Oh, my God. What are you doing here?’

‘Developing pneumonia.’ Alessandro placed the palm of his hand on the door—at which point Charlotte positioned herself neatly between him and the hallway. ‘Let me in.’

‘Megan’s not here.’

Alessandro pushed a little harder and stepped forward. ‘You’re as forthright as ever, aren’t you?’

‘Just looking out for my friend, and she doesn’t want to see you.’

‘Doesn’t want to see me or isn’t in? Make your mind up.’

The appearance of Megan hovering on the staircase behind Charlotte answered at least one of his questions. She looked confused and rumpled, as though she had just woken up. Her cheeks were flushed, and her silky blonde hair was a curly cloud around her startled face.

‘Alessandro! What on earth are you doing here?’

‘Have both of you learnt your lines from the same script? I’m getting soaked.’

‘Do you know what time it is?’

Alessandro made a cynical pretence of consulting his watch. His head was beginning to throb.

‘Just open the damned door, Megan! Please.’

It was the please that did it. Alessandro had never made a habit of doing please, and to hear it dragged out of him now warned her that something was very wrong. She elbowed Charlotte aside, like a master nudging back a very loyal dog determined to keep all visitors at bay.

‘Shall I stay, Megan?’ Charlotte’s arms were folded, and she was looking at Alessandro’s dripping figure with narrow-eyed suspicion.

‘No, no. It’s okay. I’ll just hear what he wants and he’ll be on his way.’

‘Well, if you’re sure…’ Her voice implied that one false move would have her bounding down the stairs pronto, but she grudgingly left—though not before giving Alessandro an evil look out of the corner of her eye.

Her departure didn’t mean that he was warmly welcomed in. In fact, Megan had now adopted her friend’s pose, arms folded, her big blue eyes narrowed, her mouth drawn into a tight, suspicious line.

‘I need to get out of these clothes.’

‘You need to tell me what you’re doing here.’

‘I thought we’d agreed to a ceasefire, Megan.

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