Spanish Escape. Maisey Yates

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      He looked around the small house. It was typical student accommodation, yet she was not your typical student.

      ‘You are studying?’

      ‘Yes.’

      ‘Can I ask what?’

      Estelle hesitated, not keen on revealing anything to him, but surely it could do no harm. ‘Ancient architecture.’

      ‘Really?’ Raul frowned. Her response was not the one he’d been expecting.

      She offered him a seat and Raúl took it. Estelle chose a chair on the opposite side of the room to him. He wasted no time getting to the point.

      ‘I have told you that my father is sick?’ Raúl said, and Estelle nodded. ‘And that for a long time he has wanted to see me settled? Now, with his death nearing, more and more he wishes to see his wish fulfilled—he has convinced himself that a wife will tame my ways.’

      Estelle said nothing. She just looked at this man she doubted would ever be tamed; she had tasted his passion, had heard about his appalling reputation. A ring on his finger certainly wouldn’t have stopped what had taken place last night.

      ‘You might remember I told you my father revealed he has another son?’

      Again Estelle nodded.

      ‘He has said that if I do not comply, if I do not settle down, then he will leave his share of the business to my…’ He could not bring himself to call Luka his brother. ‘I refuse to allow that to happen.’

      She could see the determination in his eyes.

      ‘Which is why I have come this evening to speak with you.’

      ‘Why aren’t you having this conversation with Araminta? I’m sure she’d be delighted to marry you.’

      ‘I did briefly consider it,’ Raúl admitted, ‘but there are several reasons. The main one being she would not be able to reconcile the fact that this is a business transaction. She would agree, I think, but it would be with hope that love would grow, that perhaps a baby might change my mind. It will not,’ Raúl said. His voice was definite. ‘Which is why I come to speak with you. A woman who understands a certain business.’

      ‘I really think you have the wrong idea about me.’

      ‘I am not here to judge you. On the contrary, I admire a woman who can separate love from sex.’

      He did not understand the wry smile on her face. If only he knew. It faded as he continued.

      ‘We are attracted to each other.’ Raúl said it as a fact. ‘Surely for you that can only be a bonus?’

      Estelle blew out a breath; he was practically calling her a hooker and yet she was in a poor position to deny it.

      ‘We both like to party,’ Raúl said. ‘And we like to live life in the fast lane—even if we know how to take things seriously at times.’

      He was wrong about the fast lane, and Estelle knew if she admitted the truth he’d be gone. But, yes, she was undeniably attracted to him. Her skin was tingling just from his presence. Her mind was still begging for a moment of peace just to process the dance and the kiss they had shared last night.

      He interrupted her wandering thoughts.

      ‘Estelle. I have spoken with my father’s doctor; it is a matter of weeks rather than months. You would only be away for a short while.’

      ‘Away?’

      ‘I live in Marbella.’

      Now she definitely shook her head. ‘Raúl, I have a life here. My niece is sick. I am studying…’

      ‘You can return to your studies a wealthy woman—and naturally you will have regular trips home.’

      He looked at her, with her gaudy make-up and teased hair. He chose to remember her fresh-faced on the balcony, recalled the comfort she had given even before they had kissed. He should not care, but he did not like the life she was leading. Suddenly it was imperative for reasons other than appeasing his father that she take this chance.

      ‘I do not judge you, Estelle, but you could come back and start over. You can live the life you want to without ever having to worry about the rent.’

      Estelle stood and walked to the window, not wanting him to see the tears that sprang in her eyes because for a moment there he had sounded as if he actually cared.

      ‘You certainly won’t have to host dinner parties or cook for me. I work hard all day. You can shop. We’ll eat out every night. And there are many clubs to choose from, parties to attend. You would never be bored.’

      He had no idea about her at all.

      ‘After my father’s death, after a suitable pause, we will admit our whirlwind marriage cannot deal with the grief—that with regret we are to part. No one will ever know you married for money. That would be written into the contract.’

      ‘Contract?’

      ‘Of course,’ Raúl said. ‘One that will protect both of us, that will lay down all the rules. I have asked my lawyer to fly in for a meeting at midday tomorrow. Naturally it will be a lengthy meeting. We will have to go over terms.’

      ‘I won’t be there.’

      He didn’t look in the least deterred.

      ‘Raúl, my brother would never believe me.’

      ‘I will come with you and speak to him.’

      ‘Oh, and he’ll believe you? He’ll believe we met yesterday and fell madly in love? He’ll have me certified insane before he lets me fly off with a stranger—’

      ‘We met last year.’ Raúl interrupted her tirade. It was clear he had thought it all through. ‘When you were in Spain. It was then that we fell madly in love, but of course with your brother’s accident it was not the time to say so, or to make plans to move, so we put it down to a holiday romance. We met again a few weeks ago and this time around I had no intention of letting you go.’

      ‘I don’t want to lie to him.’

      ‘You are always truthful?’ Raúl checked. ‘Does he know about Gordon, then? Does he know—?’

      ‘Okay,’ she interrupted. Because of course there were things her brother didn’t know. She was actually considering it—so much so that she turned to him with a question. ‘Would your family believe it?’

      ‘Before I found out about my father’s other life I chose to let him think I was serious about someone I used to date. It was not you I had in mind, but they do not know that.’

      It could work.

      The frown that was on her brow was smoothed, the impossibility of it all was fading, and Raúl knew it was time to leave.

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