The Dare Collection September 2019. Stefanie London

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       CHAPTER SIX

       Ash

      ‘WHAT DO YOU MEAN, you’re rethinking the deal?’ I demanded, staring sightlessly at the view of the Eiffel Tower from the hotel suite.

      Delaney sighed down the other end of the phone. ‘I told you yesterday that the islands have a certain...sentimental value. And I was very much hoping they would go to someone who has the same family values as I do.’

      I scowled at the street outside, trying to get a handle on my already touchy temper. I didn’t much care about other people’s feelings in the normal scheme of things, but alienating Delaney would be stupid. ‘If you’re expecting Dumont to have the values you’re looking for, you’re sadly mistaken.’

      ‘Actually, Mr Dumont told me that he’s thinking of settling down and is looking for a place to raise a family.’

      Like hell he was. My half-brother was a playboy extraordinaire and settling down was the very last thing he’d ever do.

      The bastard.

      If I wasn’t careful, my little plan to buy his precious islands out from under him was going to go tits up. Not that it was just my petty-yet-satisfying revenge that was at stake. There was also the success of Evans International, my luxury hotel business, to consider.

      It was my first foray into the market and I wanted it to work, especially since all profits were to go into the charitable foundation I’d set up especially for the purpose.

      A foundation for business scholarships, leadership programmes and mentorships for kids from poor areas who didn’t have access to the kinds of education and contacts that rich kids did.

      All the things that I could have had if my own father hadn’t washed his hands of my mother and me, relegating us both to a hand-to-mouth existence on a council estate.

      I’d made it my mission to succeed despite him. To be better than him in every way. To help people who needed it and never deny them.

      And if I got a bit of private satisfaction out of privileged arseholes paying an arm and a leg to stay on some island so that the money could go to helping the very people those privileged arseholes looked down on, then that was just icing on the cake.

      Another one in the eye for the old man.

      ‘I’ll be settling down too,’ I said. ‘Eventually.’

      There was a pause down the other end of the phone. ‘You mentioned a girlfriend...?’

      ‘Yes.’ My gaze dropped from the famous view to the street below, tracking a long black car moving down it and drawing up outside the hotel. ‘What about her?’

      ‘You said yesterday that you were serious about her.’

      The door of the car opened and someone got out. Small and curvy and female in black trousers and a white shirt, a chauffeur’s cap on her head. She moved to the front of the limo and pulled something out of the back pocket of her trousers: a piece of cloth. Then she leaned down and buffed the shiny black metal with it.

      Everything in me drew tight.

      Ellie.

      My heartbeat began to accelerate, my jeans to feel a little snug, reminding me of why I’d had such a bloody terrible sleep the night before.

      I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about her.

      How she’d come apart so beautifully in my arms. How she’d screamed as I’d made her come. How soft and silky her skin had felt, and how tight and hot her little pussy had been.

      How she’d tried to take control, only to give it up to me in the end without hesitation. Trusting me despite my reputation for being the biggest bastard in England. Even though she’d only just met me.

      Even though I’d not done a thing to deserve it.

      Which either made her a fool or very calculated and I couldn’t decide which.

      What I did know was that I’d wanted to СКАЧАТЬ