The Billionaire's Pregnant Mistress. Lucy Monroe

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      Seconds later they lay entwined on the bed, the rest of their clothes discarded, hungry hands touching intimate places, mouths devouring one another. They climbed to the heights together with a speed they never had before. When they tumbled into starbursts and oblivion, masculine shouts mingled with her own cries of pleasure.

      Alexandra laid her hand over Dimitri’s heart. It still beat with the accelerated pulse of recently spent passion.

      “Such a strong heart,” she murmured, “such a strong man.” Would the news she had to share direct that strength toward her or against her?

      His body tensed as if he had some premonition of what was to come. He rolled away and ejected himself from the bed. “I need a shower.”

      She stared at the six-foot-four-inch sexy giant towering above the bed. Tension was emanating off him in waves.

      “I’ll join you.”

      He shook his head. “Stay there. I will be quick.”

      Her heart squeezed at the small rejection, but she smiled and nodded. “All right.” Craven coward that she was, she gladly accepted another excuse to put off telling him her news.

      He came out of the bathroom fifteen minutes later dressed in his usual sartorial elegance, but his dark hair was still damp. His choice of another business suit over something less formal made her pause.

      “Do you have a meeting?”

      The chiseled features of his gorgeous face were set in an unemotional mask. “Xandra, there is something I must tell you.”

      She scooted into a sitting position, pulling the sheet with her to shield her body from the blue gaze that had mesmerized her from the moment they met. “What?”

      “I’m getting married.”

      Everything inside her went still. Had he said what she thought he had said? No. It wasn’t possible. “M-married?”

      His hands fisted at his sides, his body stiff with tension she could no longer ignore. “Yes.”

      She could not take it in. It had to be some kind of joke. “If this is your idea of a marriage proposal, you’ve got a lot to learn.”

      Sensual lips twisted in a grimace. “Do not be ridiculous.”

      “Ridiculous?” She wished her brain would start working again, but she couldn’t think in the face of his words.

      “You are a career woman as you’ve shown time and again over the past year.” He slashed the air with one cutting hand. “A woman with your ambitions would not make a proper wife for the heir to the Petronides empire.”

      She shivered with a chill that went clear to the marrow of her bones. “What exactly are you saying?”

      “I am getting married and naturally our liaison must come to an end.” The sick paleness of his features did nothing to alleviate her personal pain.

      “You told me our relationship was exclusive. You told me I could trust you. You would not make love to another woman while I shared your bed.” She jumped out of that bed, feeling dirty and used, the passion they had shared soiled with his revelation.

      Running his long fingers through the black silk of his hair, he sighed. “I have not had sex with another woman.”

      “Then who are you marrying?” she practically shrieked.

      “No one you know.”

      “Obviously.” Alexandra glared at him, wanting to kill him, wanting to scream, very afraid she would cry.

      He sighed again. “Her name is Phoebe Leonides.”

      Greek. The other woman was Greek and probably meek, proper and brought up to marry money. “When did you meet her?” Though the pain was tearing her apart, she had to know.

      “I’ve known Phoebe most of my life. She is the daughter of a family friend.”

      “You’ve known her most of your life and you just decided you loved her?”

      A cynical laugh erupted from him. “Love has nothing to do with it.”

      He said love like it was a dirty word. Neither of them had ever spoken of love, but she adored Dimitri with every fiber of her being and had hoped that he had returned those feelings at least in some small way. Enough to make a marriage and family between them work now that she was pregnant with his child, but he quite obviously didn’t believe in the emotion.

      “If you don’t love this woman, why are you marrying her?”

      “It is time.”

      She swallowed convulsively. “You say that like it’s something you’d always planned to do.”

      “It is.”

      Blood roared to her head, making her feel flushed and weak. She swayed.

      He said something vicious in Greek and grabbed her upper arms to steady her. “Are you all right, pethi mou?”

      What planet was he from? How could she be all right? He’d just told her he planned to marry another woman, a woman he’d always intended to make his wife while he’d spent the past year using Alexandra as his whore.

      “Let. Me. Go,” she got out between clenched teeth.

      He dropped his hands, his face registering affront and she wanted to slap him so much it was an ache in her muscles. He took a single step back.

      She glared up at the face that had been more beloved than any other since they met fourteen months ago. “Let me get this straight. You always planned to marry another woman?”

      Indigo eyes narrowed. He didn’t like repeating himself. “Yes.”

      “Yet you seduced me into your bed. You made me your tart knowing you never intended our relationship to be anything more than sexual?”

      He reared back as if she’d struck him. “I did not make you my tart. You are my lover.”

      “Ex-lover.”

      His jaw clenched. “Ex-lover.”

      “Why…” She swallowed the bile rising in her throat. She couldn’t ask this, but she had to. “Why did you make love, I mean… have sex with me just now?”

      He spun away from her, his magnificent body sending messages to her own even amidst the carnage of their discussion.

      “I couldn’t help myself.”

      She believed him. She hadn’t been able to help herself with him from the very beginning. She’d still been a virgin at the ripe age of twenty-two, but her innocence had been no barrier to the feelings he ignited in her.

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