Four days later, Selena was in London. The morning after her arrival, she was met at her hotel by an elegant lady in her thirties. A senior coordinator in Alejandro Perez’s employ, it had been Lorraine Cage who liaised with Selena on the phone and orchestrated all the arrangements to be made on her behalf.‘It’s my job to ensure that you enjoy a smooth transition to city life. You have a full programme of appointments today,’ Lorraine said with a polished smile that displayed her perfect white teeth to advantage. ‘First on the agenda, I’ve organised a viewing of the property Mr Perez has selected for you.’A smooth transition? Selena could have wept at that useful little cover-all phrase that took no account of the drastic upheaval in her once tranquil daily existence. Only now that her contentment had been wrenched from her did she appreciate just how happy she had been pottering about with plants. The same day that Alejandro had visited, her father had signed over all the property h
Silence hummed at the other end of the line. Alejandro was gritting his even white teeth. She might have the grace of a gazelle but she also had the diplomacy of a rampaging elephant. Didn’t she know anything about him at all? Had not even the mildest curiosity stirred her into surfing the internet or checking out the gossip pages? He didn’t do commitment or live in arrangements.‘Naturally, I’m not planning to move in,’ he murmured with deflating cool. ‘I’m sorry if that’s a disappointment.’‘Oh, my goodness, no!’ Selena asserted at a much more cheerful pitch, quite impervious to the presence of the snub she was delivering. ‘We wouldn’t suit each other at all. But that doesn’t explain the house when we won’t last five minutes together. All this trouble and expense is so unnecessary.’Alejandro eyes flashed tawny-gold. ‘Perhaps you would like me to take you to some cheap hotel that hires out rooms by the hour!’Selena bit down on her ready tongue. She was shocked to realise that she w
Selena told the driver to take her to Bruno’s pet hotel. As they sat in the heavy lunchtime traffic she couldn’t help picturing Alejandro’s lean, darkly handsome face, hard with impatience. His compelling image was stuck in her mind like a fixture and she couldn’t push it out again. She realised that she was being torn in two by very different reactions: a sharp and shocking sense of unexpected disappointment, accompanied by a helpless sense of relief. She was startled by that stab of regret. For goodness’ sake, what was the matter with her? Okay, he was incredibly gorgeous and insanely fascinating in the same dangerous way that a sleek man-eating tiger would be. But in terms of compassion and decency Alejandro Perez was an absolute bastard. Knowing that, how could she possibly respond to him on any level?Her phone rang again and she tensed—but it wasn’t Alejandro; this time it was Bryan. ‘I tried to catch you at home and got your stepmother instead. Digging info out of her was not e
Every fibre of his lean, powerful body on sexual alert, Alejandro thrust his plate away. Finally he had her full attention and his predatory reaction was instinctive: to take immediate advantage. He reached for her hand. ‘Let’s go...’ he urged huskily.‘But we haven’t finished,’ she framed shakily.Alejandro used his strength to inexorably tug her upright. His smouldering gaze gripped hers with a sensual force that made her knees tremble. ‘We haven’t even begun, my lady.’The buzz of conversation around them died. Selena was conscious of the stares as Alejandro escorted her out, an arm possessively closed to her slim back. Her colour was high, her legs as weak as twigs. Without warning she found herself wondering if he had been with any other woman while he’d been away and a hollow sensation filled her tummy. He tucked her into the limo, got in beside her and pulled her to him. A heartbeat later the hungry driving heat of his mouth was on hers and a blaze as hot as an indoor sun was c
Some minutes later, Selena caught an accidental glimpse of herself in the majestic mirror in her bedroom. Dismayed, rudely recalled to reality, she stared at her hectically flushed cheeks and swollen mouth. She looked like a shameless whore. Air cooled her spine as Alejandro ran down the zip on her dress and inched it off her shoulders.‘I feel like a slut...’ she gasped strickenly.Alejandro spun her round, simmering dark eyes pinned to her unhappy face. ‘That’s the most ridiculous thing I ever heard, my beauty,’ he censured. ‘I want you and you want me. What could be more natural than the desire to make love?’A half dozen rude retorts hovered on the edge of Selena’s mind but she kept them there, consciously protecting herself from a pointless outburst that would only upset her more. She was having an affair, nothing more or less, she told herself squarely. Hadn’t she always been a very practical person? Flights of fancy and histrionics were not for her. She would live only in the
It scared Selena that what she was feeling could overwhelm all control. But she still could not resist the pleasure. At some stage in the breathless fervent heat he evoked her last garment was removed. Expert fingers feathered through the silky blonde down covering her mound to explore the coral-pink lushness beneath. He toyed with the delicate pearl at the apex and she whimpered helplessly, her back arching in sensual shock from the instant onslaught of her own intense response.‘Tell me that you want me,’ Alejandro commanded thickly, ceasing his tantalising caresses when she was utterly enslaved by her craving for that sweet, drowning pleasure.Her dazed blue eyes struggled to focus on him.I have to hear you say it, my dear ,’ Alejandro admitted in a fierce undertone, his hot gaze welded expectantly to her lovely face.There was an unbearably tight feeling of yearning low in her pelvis. She shifted up skittishly against his masculine thigh, absolutely desperate for his touch, contr
His bronzed face was grim as he pulled himself up against the pillows. ‘I don’t do those,’ Alejandro growled with incredulous bite.‘Perhaps I can only face thinking about this arrangement one day at a time.’ Selena had already been stripped of virtually everything she valued. Everything he said merely heightened the frightening sense that she was no longer in control of her own life.Suddenly all the bewildered misery and anger and hurt she had been holding back just broke free of restraint and overflowed. ‘For goodness’ sake, I don’t even like you! You’ve taken my home, my garden, my very history from me and marooned me in a city where I don’t belong. You’ve even taken Bruno!’ she launched in a wild, almost incoherent surge of condemnation, scrambling out of bed to shoot into the bathroom at speed and noisily bolt the door behind her.Alejandro heard her sob and he sprang out of bed. Outrage powering him, he pulled on his boxers. So, let her cry, get it out of her system. She was ov
Selena was white with humiliation and self-loathing and she reacted with anger to that derisive comment. ‘I’m not yours and I never will be because you can’t touch me where it matters,’ she launched back furiously. ‘I don’t care what you think of me, or what you say or do with anyone else either, because I gave my heart a long time ago to someone worth ten of you!’As Selena spun away to the vanity basin Alejandro turned her around in a split second to turn her back. Incredulous dark eyes flashed down at her. ‘Are you saying what I think you’re saying? You’re telling me that you’re in love with another man?’ he pressed in a raw undertone.Slowly she nodded, savouring the anger she had roused and yet disturbed by that ungenerous response. Being mean, argumentative or vengeful had not come naturally to her until she had met him. The reactions Alejandro Perez incited were as foreign to her nature as the emotional highs and lows she was experiencing. ‘I don’t like the way you make me beha