Harley was running down the hall of the penthouse with Raphaรซl in her arms, searching for Armel. She could hear his voice ahead of her but the passageway seemed to go on forever and he remained a distant figure who taunted her desperate attempts to catch up with him.โArmelโฆ please, waitโฆโ Tears filled her eyes as she struggled on.โWeโre hereโฆ Donโt goโฆโ Raphaรซl was heavy and her wrist was hurting like hell, but it was nothing compared to the pain in her heart as she faced the knowledge that she would never reach Armel and she would always be without himโฆโDonโt leave meโฆโ ****โHarley, wake upโฆโ A familiar, terse voice sounded loud in her ear and when she opened her eyes, Harley discovered that she was not in the hall, but in her bedroom, and Armel was standing close to her bed watching her with undisguised impatience.โIโm here because you were screaming in your sleepโฆ You were ha
She had warmed to Lizaโs kindness instantly and for the first time since Raphaรซlโs birth, Harley felt she could relax and trust that her baby would be well cared for. Over the next two days, she began to appreciate Lizaโs advice. The accident had taken its toll and she was shocked at how tired and emotionally all over the place she felt. The sound of laughter from the nursery indicated that Raphaรซl was perfectly happy with the nanny, and it made a welcome change to have a temporary reprieve from her responsibilities. To her relief, Harley saw little of Armel. He had left for his office before she woke in the mornings and didnโt return until late in the evening. Some things hadnโt changed, she mused wryly as she recalled the long, lonely days she had spent when she had lived with him, waiting for him to return from his office or one of his frequent business trips. A few times, Armel had taken her abroad with him. โDynamicoโs owned stores in se
His slow smile triggered alarm bells and she bit back her retort as her mind fantasized about how Armel would bend her to his will. With ease, that was for sure, she acknowledged on a wave of self-disgust. Just the thought of his hands and mouth caressing her was enough to send liquid heat pooling between her thighs. If he touched her, kissed her again, she seriously doubted her ability to resist himโฆ and he knew it. Harley swallowed and tore her eyes from his mocking smile, tears of shame prickling behind her eyelids. If she wanted to retain any trace of her self-respect, she would have to agree to go to dinner with him because she could not risk him persuading her.โIt was kind of your PA to go to so much troubleโฆโ Harley replied tightly, careful not to look at him. โAnd because I know how unwell she must be feeling at the moment, Iโll agree to take her place tonight.โ Clutching the box Armel had given her, Harley headed for the door, her back
It was almost midnight when they bid Marcus and Diane Reese goodnight and drove back to the penthouse. Harley wished she were tired but to her dismay, she felt wide awake and filled with a wild, reckless energy. Those few moments of madness on the dancefloor with Armel had inflamed her senses and left her body aching for his full possession. But her body was going to be disappointed since she intended to go straight to her room the moment they entered the apartment. But Armelโs butler, Alain, greeted them with a tray of coffee and petits fours that he had prepared especially for their return.โIf you donโt mind, Iโm quite tiredโฆ Iโd really like to go to bed now,โ Harley muttered to Armel as he ushered her into the lounge in the wake of the butler.โAnd upset Alain?โ His eyebrows raised a notch.โYouโre a brave womanโฆ O might add, youโre much braver than me when it comes to upset Alain.โ Stifling a groan, Harley dredged up a smile and a
Harley held her breath, torn between the need for him to continue his wickedly intimate caresses and the dictates of her pride, which were telling her that she must stop this madness now before it was too late. But Armel was a master of seduction and his skillful fingers continued to move inside her, while his thumb pad stroked with delicate precision over her ultra-sensitive clit, building her excitement so that she twisted restlessly and tried to control the delicious spasms that were threatening to overwhelm her.โOh, Armelโฆโ she said his name in a whisper, her head falling back as she moaned low, as wave after wave of incredible sensation tore through her. His eyes were focused on her face and there was something shockingly erotic about the way he was watching her while he pleasured her. She was going to die of shame, but his fingers were moving faster in a sensual dance. She jerked as Armel continued his movements, dipping his fingers ins
His deliberate crudity made her wince, but when she attempted to move away from him, Armel slid his arm around her waist and held her in a vice-like grip.โWhy arenโt you wearing the support bandage on your wrist?โ he demanded roughly.โI thought Iโd manage without it for a couple of hours.โ The butler, Alain, was heading down the hall followed by Armelโs guests and, despite feeling as though her heart had been put through a pulping machine, she forced a brittle smile.โAt least, the necessity to go and put it on again will give me a reason to leave the room and excuse myself from your vile company.โ From that moment on, the evening became a hellish ordeal that Harley longed to end. Being there, and acting like everything was alright was absolutely excruciating. Fortunately, no one attending the dinner had known her during the few months she had lived with Armel and awkward explanations were avoided. His guests were frighteningly sophisticated b
โI am a patient man, Harley,โ Armel stated with a mind-boggling disregard for the truth, โbut Iโve had as much as Iโm prepared to take from you.โ Frozen to the bed, Harley watched him activate the remote to turn off the television before his hands moved to the belt of his robe.โUhmโฆ Obviously, I was wrong about Mademoiselle Lasalle. Iโm sorry,โ she muttered thickly. Harley watched him with wide, disbelieving eyes, her blood pounding in her veins when he loosened the belt and shrugged out of his robe to stand before her, gloriously and unashamedly naked.โArmel!โ She swallowed hard and tried to tear her gaze from the masculine perfection of his body. His skin gleamed like polished bronze in the lamplight and her eyes skittered down over the rippling muscles of his abdomen, following the path of dark hairs that arrowed down his taut stomach to his thighs. He was aroused and it was the sight of his boldly erect manhood that finally penetrated the
Eventually, Armel rolled off her to lay flat on his back, his silence growing more ominous to her ears by the second.โIโve decided that I want you back, Harley,โ he said in a voice devoid of all emotion. โI want you to live here as my mistress the way we once were.โ He turned his head on the pillows and stared at her coldly. She was in shockโฆโYouโre like a drug in my veins and, although I despise myself, I seem to be addicted to you,โ he grated harshly. โIโm prepared to overlook yourโฆ indiscretion with Miller, and if you stay, Iโll accept your child and provide for him as if he were my own. But if you ever look at another man the way you looked at Olivier Garrel tonight, so help me, chรฉrie, I will not be responsible for my actions.โ After the initial shock, Harley stared at him in stunned silence while her brain assimilated his words. Bitterness, humiliation, and rage froze her blood and she closed her eyes for a moment, stunned by the level of pain Ar
He lost his breath at her response, at the complete abandonment she gave him. The way she filled him.โI need you in me, Armel,โ she said breathing hard while he tore at his pants, releasing the agonizingly hard flesh that strained against the zipper. Gripping the shaft, he straightened, and pressed closer, until the head was pressing against the clenched opening. Leaning back, Armel watched as he began to penetrate her. The heavy, wide flesh pressed inside, parting her as the folds of her sex began to grip and hug the heavy erection.โSo perfectโฆโ Armel said. โTake me in, mon angeโฆโ And she took him in, caressing him with her femininity in the most intimate way. Her hands gripped his arms as her neck arched, her hair falling around her shoulders as slumberous green eyes stared back, locked with his gaze. Making love to her was pure pleasure. It was pure rapture. It was sweet, hot ecstasy.โThere, mon amour,โ Armel crooned, his voice rough. โLet
She looked up at him and caught the flare of pain in his eyes before he quickly masked his thoughts. Heโd said that he loved her and he adored their little blonde angelโฆโArmelโฆ I understand everything youโve told me, butโฆ I still canโt understand why you want to postpone the weddingโฆโ she murmured. โIf you love meโฆโโMore than life, mon coeur,โ he vowed fiercely. โI love you more than you can ever know.โ He slid his hands up her arms to cup her face and she could have died at the expression in his brilliant blue gaze, the faint sheen of moisture that revealed his vulnerability and his deep, abiding love for her.โSo, if you love me, then why?โ Harley asked in a desperate tone.โWhen I received the results of the paternity test, I was desperate to know if I carry the gene and the likelihood that I had passed it on to Raphi. I contacted medical experts who specialize in genetics and discovered that in the last two years, a reliable test has been developed, which mea
For a few seconds, the floor beneath Harleyโs feet seemed to sway and she inhaled sharply.โPostpone the weddingโฆ I see,โ she managed at last, past the constriction in her throat.โI doubt it,โ Armel murmured, and his light, almost casual tone opened the floodgates of sheer agonizing pain.โYouโre right, Armelโฆ I donโt see, and I certainly donโt understand this whole situationโฆ I donโt understand youโฆโ She flew across the remaining few feet that separated them and halted in front of him, bewilderment, hurt, and sheer fury blazing in her emerald eyes.โMarrying you was never my intentionโฆ This whole thing was your idea and I went on with it. After we talked about it last time, I thought weโd agreed that we could make our marriage work, for Raphiโs sake, at least.โโWell, I thought so too, but I realize that I canโt go through with itโฆ Not right now, anyway,โ Armel said grimly, a nerve jumping in his cheek as he stared down at her. The patio lights cast long
The truthโฆ The truth was that loving him was tearing her apart, and that was a truth impossible to reveal.โNothingโs wrong, Armel,โ she lied. โIโd just rather sleep on my own tonight.โ Her pride refused to allow her to confront him about Chantalโs allegations. If he suspected she was jealous of the glamour model, Armel might realize that she was in love with him and she would rather die than have him feel sorry for her. Armel briefly considered hauling her into his arms and kissing her until he broke through the barriers she had erected, but Harley looked achingly vulnerable and he accepted that, for once, making love to her was not the answer. Instead, he gave an angry shrug of his shoulders.โTrรจs bienโฆ (Very well),โ he snapped, โIf this is what you want, go aheadโฆ Sleep on your own. But a week from now you will be my wife and youโll share my bed every night. There will be no separate rooms, cโest clair? (Do you understand?)โโOh, yes,โ Harle
For those few unguarded seconds, Armel had been unable to disguise his look of dismay at the idea of them having another child, and her little flame of hope that their marriage could work flickered and died right there, on the spot. The band struck up a popular tune and people began to drift onto the dance floor. Armel seemed to have regained his composure and glanced down at her.โWould you like to dance, chรฉrie?โ His eyes gleamed wickedly.โI have vivid memories of the last time we danced together.โ Harley blushed at the shaming recollection of how he had brought her to the peak of sexual pleasure simply by holding her close and hastily shook her head.โOh, Iโฆ Ehmโฆ I just need to go to the ladiesโ roomโฆ But perhaps Mireille would care to join you on the dancefloorโฆ With Stรฉphaneโs approval, of courseโฆโ Armelโs eyes narrowed on her flushed face and she turned and hurried away before he could stop her, desperate to be alone for a few mi
Three weeks later, Harley was still questioning her sanity at her decision to marry Armel. Undoubtedly it would be best for Raphaรซl, but could she ever be happy, married to a man who was only proposed to her just to give their son a home? The only thing she was absolutely certain of was their physical compatibility, Harley acknowledged ruefully. The long hours of loving in his bed each night proved irrefutably that her body had been exclusively created for Armel, for his hands, for his lips... The way he was making her body sing every single time he touched her, or kissed her was out of this world. When Armel reached for her, Harley went immediately into his arms, her heart pounding with anticipation of the delight to come when he caressed every inch of her. His hands and mouth were instruments of sensual torture that he used without mercy, exploring each sensitive dip and crevasse of her body before gently parting her and stroking her until she hovered
For a long while, neither of them spoke and only the steady tick-tock of the clock broke the intimate silence. Armel had rolled onto his back, taking Harley with him, keeping her wrapped in the circle of his strong arms.โIt was mind-blowing,โ he whispered. โYour body, how it responded to me was likeโฆ never before. I donโt know how to put it in wordsโฆ It left me speechless.โ She lifted her head and met his slumberous gaze. Maybe it had been different because she didnโt have sex with him, but she made love to him. And maybe this was the right time to tell him that she was in love with him. That her heart was still his. That staying there, right in his arms, exhausted and sated, was all she wanted to do for the rest of her life.โArmelโฆโโOui, chรฉrie (Yes, darling),โ he said looking at her with a bright smile on his lips.โIโฆ I need to thank you for everything youโve done this last week,โ Harley murmured huskily. โThe way you cared for Raphiโฆ The way you cared for m
It was still dark when Harley awoke. Not the inky blackness of midnight, but a soft, shadowy darkness as dawn crept closer. โThis is Armelโs room,โ she realized as her eyes slowly adjusted to the lack of light. She was in Armelโs bed and it had been his arms holding her close throughout the night. He was still holding her, Harley amended when she turned her head and met a wall of warm, satin skin. The rhythmic rise and fall of his chest told her he was sound asleep. She shouldnโt be here and now was the ideal opportunity to slip back to her own room. But the temptation to remain close to him, cocooned in this twilight world with the man she loved, was too strong to resist. With a small sigh, Harley closed her eyes and inhaled his clean, masculine scent. Slowly, inexorably, her senses stirred until she was conscious of each separate nerve ending tingling in illicit anticipation. Common sense warned her to flee before Armel ope
One week later, Harley stood in the nursery, struggling to hold back her tears as she stared into the crib. Raphaรซl was now sleeping peacefully, his long eyelashes feathering his cheeks that were now flushed with healthy color once more. The hours after they had arrived at the hospital, had been fraught with tension as the little boy underwent a series of tests, and the eventual diagnosis that he did not have meningitis had only been a partial relief. Raphaรซl had been suffering from a virus that had taken a hold on his young body. For the next three days, he had lain in his hospital bed attached to wires and monitors and despite the efforts of the excellent medical team, had shown no signs of recovery. But on the fourth day, his high temperature had gradually dropped back to normal and when heโd woken from a long nap, he had sat up, demanded some apple juice, wolfed down a banana, and only been persuaded to remain in bed because his teddy bear w