Название: Powerful Persuasion
Автор: Margaret Mayo
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Современные любовные романы
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‘The hot spot?’ he queried. ‘Good try, Miss Coulsden, but I prefer to be the one in control.’
She said nothing, hiding her embarrassment, looking at him with her lips clamped together, her grey eyes stormy. ‘OK, make your offer.’
Their eyes met and held for several long, suspenseful seconds—seconds during which Celena’s heart catapulted once again with violent emotion.
‘I think,’ he said, his tone low and meaningful, ‘that first of all we ought to analyse your motives for refusing.’
She lifted one eyebrow. ‘Analyse? There is nothing to analyse.’
‘No?’ he asked sceptically. ‘No one except the very rich wouldn’t like to earn more money.’
Her eyes flashed. ‘And you’re one of that élite band, thinking that your money can buy anything you’ve set your heart on. Let me tell you this, Mr Segurini—I refuse to be bought Didn’t I make myself clear?’
‘Did you check on the situation with your present employers?’
She inclined her head. ‘You were right,’ she admitted grudgingly.
‘And you have a mortgage on this house?’
‘I don’t see that that is any business of yours,’ she retorted. He probably knew anyway; it was very likely one of the pieces of information stored in his computer system. Her parents’ house hadn’t fetched all that much, and property here was so much dearer, so yes, she did have a mortgage.
‘And then, of course,’ he said with a slow, knowing smile as he delivered his pièce de résistance, ‘there are your sister’s school fees. It must be quite a struggle for you, Celena.’
Celena gasped, even though she knew she ought not to be surprised, and jumped to her feet, moving so that the sun was not glaring into her eyes. ‘Get out of here, you swine. You have no right prying into—’
‘You’re even more beautiful when you’re angry,’ he cut in softly. ‘It amazes me that some man hasn’t snapped you up before now. You need the job, Celena; why don’t you take it?’
He was right—she did need it; she could not afford to turn him down a second time. But there was still defiance in her eyes. ‘Only if you triple my present salary,’ she declared, chin jutting.
A wide smile softened the harsh contours of his face; white teeth gleamed. ‘Done.’ He stood too and held out his hand and Celena was compelled to take it ‘I knew you would come to your senses. Everyone has their price.’
His grip pulverised her hand, but more shocking than that were the waves of electricity that ran through her—the chemical reaction that she had felt in his office but which was much stronger here. Please God, don’t let our paths cross too often, she prayed silently.
ONE month later Celena began working for Luse and for the first week and a half, much to her relief, she saw nothing of Luciano, though his name was on everyone’s lips. Luciano this, Luciano that, Luciano wants, Luciano would like, et cetera, et cetera. And Luciano got!
She was also quizzed tirelessly as to how she had got her job. No one had left; there had been no real vacancy. It was apparently a made-up job, and one that puzzled everyone else as much as Celena. A second bouquet of white roses had arrived—this time the card had simply read ‘Thank you’.
And then came the summons to the big man’s office. To her annoyance Celena felt her heart pounding long before she reached the end of the corridor which took her to his room. She paused a moment outside to regain her equilibrium and was standing there breathing deeply when the door was suddenly yanked opened.
‘What are you doing, Miss Coulsden?’ Luciano Segurini asked with considerable amusement. ‘Plucking up courage to face the lion in his den?’
He was so very near the mark that to save herself embarrassment she said, ‘Naturally. You’re held in very high esteem, Mr Segurini A call to your sanctum is not to be treated lightly. What is it—am I getting the sack, or a raise?’
His lips quirked as he motioned her inside. ‘Very few of my employees would dare to speak to me like that’
‘Really?’ She allowed a faint frown. ‘Didn’t you tell me, just after I accepted this job, that you’re one big happy family here? No distinction between the classes, so to speak? If that is the case I see no reason why I can’t say what I like.’ As he had been ready to go to any lengths to employ her she had no fear of dismissal.
‘No matter.’ He motioned her to sit down, settling himself behind his huge desk as he had on that first occasion. And now, as then, Celena felt her skin tingle, felt the enormous pull of his magnetism, and puzzled anew at her unexpected and uncharacteristic response.
‘Have you any immediate plans, Celena?’
She frowned faintly, not altogether sure that she understood.
‘I mean personal ones. Holidays, that sort of thing.’ His tone was crisp and professional and it was a relief to hear him talking like this.
‘No.’ She resisted the temptation to say she was sure that he knew anyway, that he had everything on computer down to the birthmark on her left thigh. He probably even knew what her bank balance was.
‘Good, because I want you to accompany me to Sicily.’
‘Sicily?’ she repeated in amazement.
‘Yes, my home country.’
‘And for what reason am I to accompany you?’ Alarm bells sounded once again in her head—extra loud ones this time.
‘Purely business, of course. I handle quite a lot of advertising over there.’
‘And why do you need me?’
‘Isn’t that clear?’ he asked sharply, as though she was stupid for missing the point. ‘You’re doubly qualified. It will save both time and money if you can come up with ideas on the spot.’
She eyed him guardedly. ‘And this is what you had in mind right from the offset?’
He inclined his head.
‘Why didn’t you say so?’
‘Would you have agreed to work for me, knowing I was going to whisk you off abroad?’ He tapped a pencil on his thumbnail and watched her closely.
Celena smiled faintly. ‘Maybe not. On the other hand I might have seen it as an exciting opportunity.’
‘So you are happy about accompanying me?’
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