âI donât apologise for what I want and I always get what I wantâ¦and I want you. You should be flattered,â Bastien told her without hesitation.
âIâm not flattered. Iâm shocked and disgusted at your lack of scruples!â Lilah told him angrily, her blue eyes bright with condemnation. âYouâre trying to take advantage of this situation and play on my affection for my family.â
âI will use any advantage I have and do whatever I have to do to win you,â Bastien stated, his wide, beautifully shaped mouth firming as he stalked fluidly closer to tower over her. âYouâre the glittering prize here, Delilah. Doesnât that thrill you?â
Lilah stiffened even more. âNo, of course it doesnât.â
âIt would thrill most women,â Bastien told her drily, staring down at her with burnished dark golden eyes that sent an intoxicating fizz of awareness and frightening tension shooting through her every limb. âA woman likes to be wanted above all others.â
âI very much doubt that youâre capable of wanting one woman above all others,â Lilah retorted sharply.
âSexual satisfaction is extremely important to me,â Bastien parried, studying her with cool gravity. âI donât feel any need to explain that or apologise for it.â
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CHAPTER ONE
âITâS OVER, REBA,â Bastien Zikos pronounced with finality.
The stunning blonde he was addressing flashed him a pained look of reproach. âBut weâve been great together.â
âIâve never pretended that this is anything more than it is...sex,â Bastien traded impatiently. âNow weâre done.â
Reba blinked rapidly, as though she was fighting back tears, but Bastien wasnât fooled. The only thing that would reduce Reba to tears would be a stingy pay-off. She was as hard as nails...and he was no more yielding. Indeed, when it came to women he was tough and cold. His mother, an eighteen-carat-gold-digging promiscuous shrew, with a polished line in fake tears and emotion, had been the first to teach her son distrust and contempt for her sex.
âYou got bored with me, didnât you?â Reba condemned. âI was warned that you had a short attention span. I shouldâve listened.â
Impatience shivered through Bastienâs very tall, muscular frame. Reba had been his mistress, and terrific entertainment in the bedroom, but it ended now. And he had given her a small fortune in jewellery. He took nothing for free from womenânot sex, not anything.
Bastien turned on his heel. âMy accountant will be in touch,â he said drily.
âThereâs someone else, isnât there?â the blonde snapped.
âIf there is, itâs none of your business,â Bastien told her icily, his dark eyes chilling in their detachment as he glanced back at her, his lean, extravagantly handsome features hard as iron.
His driver was waiting outside the building to ferry him to the airport for his scheduled flight north.
A very faint shadow of a smile softened the tough line of Bastienâs mouth as he boarded his private jet. Someone else? Maybe...maybe not.
His finance director, Richard James, was already seated in the opulent cabin. âAm I allowed to ask what secret allureâevidently known only to youâexists in this dull northern town weâre heading to, and about the even more dull failed business enterprise you have recently acquired?â
âYou can ask. I donât promise to answer,â Bastien traded, flicking lazily through the latest stock figures on his laptop.
âThen there is something special at Moore Components that I havenât yet picked up on?â the stocky blond man prompted ruefully. âA patent? A new invention?â