“Half a million dollars! Really, Allan, if you don’t want to go with her just say no. You are allowed to. No one can force you otherwise.”
Allan grabbed her hand and dragged her away without a word in response, but that didn’t stop Riana from rambling on. She had to run to keep up with his long strides.
“Do you have any idea how much half a million dollars is? That’s too much! Let her pay. They can’t possibly force you to go if you don’t want to. What, is there a clause that says you’ll go to jail if you don’t agree to this?”
Allan brought them to a quick halt then turned to Riana with his brows creased. “You babble a lot. You just go on and on and on without a single break to breathe. Do you know that?”
Of course she knew that! The most Riana ever spoke was when she rambled and this situation deserved a babble! “Five hundred thousand dollars, Allan. That&rsquo
Allan’s lips parted in a sinister smile. “You are smart! If only your brain was working when you were fucking my girlfriend. Yes, I am firing you. And Theresa, if you haven’t caught on yet, it also means our relationship is over.”Theresa’s jaw dropped open, forming a large, deep red ‘O’. Riana heard the gasp from the crowd that seemed to have grown in number.Note number two, never cross Allan Sinclair. Riana squeezed his side, hoping he’d understand her. The embarrassment in front of all the people who mattered in society was enough punishment. If he cut them down another foot, they would never survive it.“Is there a problem here?”“Oh, damn!” Loraine groaned next to her. Riana couldn’t have said it any better. The dragon lady—known better as Mrs. Nicholas—had landed. Shit just got worse.“Yes, there is a problem.” Theresa pointed a pai
“Are you sure that’s what I said?” Riana asked for the hundredth time that week. She couldn’t possibly believe she agreed to any of it. After that kiss—which still tied her stomach in knots every time she thought about it—she didn’t remember a word he said. She was too busy watching those lips move, wondering when he was going to kiss her again. She thought about it every moment of every day. She sighed. Those sweet, sexy lips… She slapped her forehead with the palm of her hand. Idiot! Aren’t you in a mess already because of those lips! Loraine stuffed her mouth with more popcorn. “Yup. You, my dear friend, agreed to service him every single night of those two weeks. But he did promise to repay the favor tenfold.” Riana dropped on the couch, her head in her hands. “Oh, God. I agreed to have sex with a total stranger.” “For two weeks.” “I know that!” she snapped. Loraine was quiet for a moment before she leaned in and added conspiratorially. “Every. Single. Night.” “Loraine!” S
Riana walked into the small jet and stopped at the door. She leaned forward and peeped inside. It was small. Really small. Claustrophobic small!She’d only been on a plane three times. Once when she flew to Florida to bury her mother, then to Washington to say goodbye to her brother when he was deported, and finally back to New York and to her lonely, family-less life.Oh Mama, I miss you so much. Reno, I wish I’d gone home with you. Riana batted her lashes rapidly to hold the tears back.Reno had her sell everything they’d owned to afford the funeral and the rest was used on air fare and living expenses for her. The little possessions that were too sentimental to sell Riana kept in her apartment—well, not her apartment anymore. Loraine promised to pack up her stuff and move them to Riana’s new home before the end of the month, in case Steve and Claire decided to pawn them for rent.“Hello, I’m Gina, and
Riana had never been the first one to initiate any kind of intimacy, as much as she wanted it. She thought it was the man’s job and if she usurped him he would feel emasculated. She felt how wrong her theory was when Allan moved his hand higher between her thighs to cup her and his hand on her breast massaged her, trapping her nipple with two fingers as he rolled, pinched and pulled it. He kissed her harder, like he wanted to consume her. She felt the liquid heat pool between her legs and an urgent need seized her. Should she initiate sex, too? Or would she seem too wanton? She really wanted to. If not for her pleasure, at least for a confidence boast. Her co-workers always said she had low self-esteem. Why else would she date a dead beat like Steve? they said. But that wasn’t true. Steve just changed colors like a chameleon and she wasn’t around much to see each one. Riana gave her mind a shake. Enough about Steve. She wiggled on Allan’s lap and found all the encouragement she ne
Allan stared at her from across the table as she ate greedily. They had worked up an appetite, but his stomach hunger was nothing compared to the other hunger coursing through him. After three hours of the best sex he’d ever had—though each one short with very little exploring—he was still semi-erect. They’d had fast, frantic sex six times until his dick got too weak to stand fully and she was sore. Her thighs were already red and bruising. She was so sore he had to carry her out of the room to have their warmed dinner. Gina was nice enough to heat it up when he called.Allan stared at Riana, sitting across from him with nothing on but his pale blue shirt. She looked completely ravished and happy to be in that state. She was even humming and rocking to the tune in her head as she ate.She was beautiful, with her hair in complete disarray, her lips puffy red, the sleeves of his Armani shirt rolled up to her elbows and hot damn, the front buttons
Italy. I’m actually out of the States and in another country! Riana stepped off the plane and took a deep breath. The air was warm and relaxing and so foreign!There wasn’t much to see at the airport but the little she did see excited her. She spread her arms out and leaned her head back. “I’m in Venice!” She kissed her fingers and blew kisses. “Ti amo Venice, ti amo!”Allan laughed behind her but she didn’t care. She was too happy to care and, in fact, she didn’t mind sharing the love. She wrapped her arms around his neck and hung on to him so she could lift her legs off the ground and force him to support her weight.“Wow!” He quickly wrapped his free arm around her waist and held her up against him.“Thank you, Allan. No one has ever done anything as wonderful as this for me.” She planted a short kiss on his lips. “So are we g
Allan wanted to sigh in relief, but he held back. He wasn’t sure she would agree to it. Hell, Loraine hadn’t given him any hope that she would when she stressed how sweet and innocent she is, nothing like the type of women he had occupy his bed. And when ‘two months’ slipped out, he was sure she was going to say no, but he kept his own startled reaction under wraps.One couldn’t survive in his line of work if they didn’t possess an excellent poker face.He’d done another thing he hadn’t planned—promised to flack off work to show her all of Italy. Allan didn’t like not being present during large takeovers like he knew Casa Italiano was going to be but, for once in his life, he was going to put himself ahead of everyone else, including Melody.Taking care of Melody had been his only interest since their father’s death three years ago. Their mother had died four years before that, leav
Riana stepped into the Imperial suite. She’d never seen a hotel as beautiful as this. The moment she stepped into the lobby, it took her breath away. The crystal chandeliers wowed her, the diamond-like structure sparkling when the crystals hit the light, and the exquisite, old-fashion furniture and traditional decorations spoke of their cultural history. “Is this where we are staying?” she whispered to Allan, in complete awe. Allan nodded, his lips turned down in a frown. “Yes. It does look old fashioned, nothing like The Ritz.” “Oh no, it’s just perfect.” She turned full circle, trying to take the entire room in. “Don’t you see what they are trying to do? The best centuries were the eighteenth and nineteenth when royalty meant something more than Prince William and Puff Daddy having equal celebrity status.” She stopped before him. “Anyone into art, photography, painting, design…whatever the genre, this is art heaven. It’s like stepping back in time, I just love it.” Allan looked