Billionaire's Revenge(38)
Sara gave a soft cough, shaking her head, “No...I’m not angry. You have made your feelings about me very clear. Why else would I be here?” her head rising to look at him, her lovely eyes cold. He sighed again. “What else am I to think Sara? You ditch David for this ‘cannot be missed’ meeting, then come back in tears? In my position what would you think?”
Sara frowned softly, her teeth nibbling her bottom lip thoughtfully. What would she think, she asked herself her brows knighting together. His voice, softer this time, broke through her trouble musings. “Why won’t you tell me? Wouldn’t it be easier just to tell me what is going on?” A manic laugh left her lips at that as she shook her head furiously, “No...No it would not” Darius sighed again, his voice growing firmer.
“I could find out Sara, but it would just be easier if you told me” A small moan left her lips as she stared back at him, her eyes pleading, “Please...no...Please don’t”, once more tears rising to her eyes, “You promised me one secret. I promise you that it is not to do with another man...you promised me” Her hand grabbed his, desperation on her face. Darius shifted nervously, a scowl on his forehead before he gave an irritated sigh.
“Fine...but did it never cross your mind that I might be able to help you?” For the first time since that morning she gave him a smile, the sadness still in her eyes. “I have everything under control...it will be fine...but thanks” Darius twisted her hand into his; lifting it to his mouth he kissed the knuckles softly, “Just remember the offer still stands” Nodding softly, Sara whispered gently, “Thank you”, her voice full of honesty before she lifted her fork, her appetite once more returned.
The next morning Darius nuzzled against her neck, Sara stretching languorously against him making small satisfied purring sounds. Their lovemaking the previous night had been intense, as both clung to the other before falling asleep in the other’s arms. Giving a content sigh she rolled over to look up at him, her hand gently stroking his cheek. “Good morning Mr Garelli”, she mewed softly, Darius giving a pained groan as desire rose so strongly within him.#p#分页标题#e#
“I have an early meeting, which like you I cannot miss. I just wanted to let you know that we have a cocktail party tonight” Sara’s eyebrow rose in surprise, this the first she was hearing of it. “Oh...you never said” Darius gave a small shrug before she laughed softly, “You never said...because you did not know if I would still be here...just in case you had thrown me out already”
Darius gave another shrug, a boyish grin rising to his lips “I always said you were a smart lady...but you are still here...so why don’t you pamper yourself...and maybe you will make it to the end of the week” A laugh left Sara, her eyes dropping to his. Had they really been together for over a week, the sudden realisation hitting her that in five days he would be gone, and he would throw her to the side, feeling that he had extracted his revenge on the woman who had done him wrong. The emptiness which filled her hurt and she struggled to pull a smile onto her face to hide the pain, a mocking note on her voice. “That is right...Friday is your last day...and mine” Darius gave a small nod, “That is the plan...”, although she noticed how he frowned, a thoughtful look flitting across his handsome features. Rolling back onto her side, she gave a forced laugh. “Well maybe I will just not bother pampering myself...get you to ditch me sooner”. His chuckle swept over her as she felt him leave the bed to disappear into the bathroom. That night Darius again admired Sara as she gave a small twirl for him, his eyebrows raised in pretend concentration. With her long blonde hair piled high on her head, she looked even more graceful than normal, with the curve of her neck accentuating her slender figure. The soft silvery blue sleeveless cocktail dress gave her an almost ethereal quality, and he had to hold down the soft groan of desire that once more speared through him.
“Do I pass inspection?” Her sensual voice saw him give a curve of his lips, his head cocked to the side as though paying considerable attention to her question. Sara stood still, her eyes alight with laughter. He looked stunning in his tuxedo, the blackness of the suit complemented by his own good looks. He stood with his hands behind his back and made a small unsure noise. She frowned softly not sure what he could be finding so wrong with her dress. “Turn around” His voice saw her turn as he moved closer. The feel of his fingers on her neck made Sara jump, a small groan leaving her lips as he strung a diamond necklace around her throat, a larger light blue sapphire set within a cluster of diamonds in the tear-shaped pendant which dropped against her creamy skin. Her hand flew to the exquisite and expensive piece of jewellery, seeing it in the mirror. “It...It’s beautiful”, she managed, her eyes flying to his, a smile on his handsome face. “But why?”