By Cathy Williams
Whereas house-sitting in a high-class residence, Bethany is so mesmerized by means of a dear gown she discovers within the closet that she attempts it on with out permission. simply then, she hears a knock at the entrance door. What may still she do? There’s no manner that the landlord is again already… She timidly opens the door to discover an incredibly good-looking guy status there. Cristiano, emperor of the company international, blunders Bethany for the rich proprietor of the condominium. regardless of realizing his mistake, Bethany supplies in to his seduction and turns her physique over to him—knowing the entire whereas that it’s just a subject of time prior to he discovers her deception!
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He had been brought up in palatial surroundings. Other people’s displays of wealth had always failed to impress him. ’ He had swivelled back round to look at her and her impact on him was such that for a millisecond time seemed to stand still. Her eyes had to be the clearest green he had ever seen and her tumble of copper hair was a stunning contrast to the creamy paleness of her skin. The sprinkling of freckles, paradoxically, added a freshness to her beauty, rescued her from being just another attractive face.
He very rarely walked anywhere, he realised. His life was cushioned by the luxury of a full-time driver in London and, besides, walking for the sake of walking was a time-consuming business in a life that seemed to have little spare time as it was. The block of opulent apartments was portered and he was pointed in the direction of the lift without question. Even dressed in casual clothes, Cristiano exuded the sort of wealth, power and confidence that ensured entry anywhere. The porter had asked for no identification and Cristiano would have been outraged had his movements been questioned.
A pizzeria. ’ ‘Sure. Why not? I haven’t eaten in that part of the city since I was a teenager. In fact, I think I know the place you’re talking about. Red and white striped awning outside? Dark interior? Empty wine bottles on the tables with candles, sixties style? ’ ‘He must have lost weight over the years—’ Bethany laughed ‘—but the moustache is still there. You used to go there? ’ ‘Before real life took over,’ Cristiano said wryly. ’ ‘University and then stepping into my father’s shoes. ’ He grinned, enjoying her forthright manner.