Blackmailed For Vengeance(18)

“It had nothing to do with Peter” he said softly “You know that”

Lee had glared at him

“Can you justify anything to yourself Yanis, or at any point do you draw the line”

Quickly she had turned from him to walk up the stairs before she had felt him grabbing her by the arm and turning her around to face him, his angry eyes blazing down on her

“You are so quick to condemn aren’t you Lee” he growled “How quickly you forget about Jim lying in a hospital bed because you decided to play with his heart, you don’t give a damn about anybody but yourself, so don’t condemn me” he snarled at her before letting her go and moving back down the stairs. She had raised her chin in defiance, feeling her lips start to quiver as angry tears had risen in her eyes, quickly turning from him to run up the stairs to put as much distance between them as was possible.

In the sanctuary of her room she had pulled a chair over to the door, propping it against the handle to ensure that he would not make another appearance in her room that night, as he had done earlier. Sitting on the edge of the bed she had felt her whole body shake, as she dashed away the tears with fell silently down her cheek with the back of her hand.

“Damn you” she muttered to herself feeling hatred for the arrogant man, who had so completely broken down all of her defences that afternoon, and yet as she lay in bed later and closed her eyes her dreams were filled with his handsome face and muscular body as he made love to her.

The next morning she had lain longer in bed, showering and getting ready, but staying within the safety of her room. Only when she heard the slamming of his car door, did she venture down the stairs moving into the kitchen to join Maria, who had already prepared toast and tea for them both.

“Are you going shopping today” the older woman had asked, raising an eyebrow as she had shaken her head

“No, I have some meetings with some charitable groups” she replied checking her watch, before with a small grin adding

“Best be going, don’t want to embarrass Yanis by being tardy” she said with a small giggle

The older woman had watched her leave, a small frown on her face. She had been Yanis’s housekeeper since he was a young man, and come to know him well. Normally he had confided in her with regard to what went on in his private life, but his relationship with the young woman who had just left was shrouded in secrecy. She was aware that they slept in different rooms, something most unusual for Yanis, as any woman who stayed over, usually did so because they were his lovers.

When she had heard they were engaged she was equally as surprised, but surprisingly she had been happy. Maria realised that she liked Lee Andrews, liked her very much.





CHAPTER FOUR


For the rest of the day Lee had spent her time meeting with different groups of people. They had been impressed with her knowledge of their work, knowledge gained from Yanis the evening he had first eaten with her. They had also found her to be highly intelligent and practical, giving good solid suggestions as the meetings had progressed. Soon the members had come to realise that perhaps Lee Andrews the future wife of their biggest benefactor was not just somebody who would be a figure head, but somebody who would actually contribute in a meaningful way, and she had quickly made friends wherever she went.

That evening, after visiting Jim alone, as Yanis had called her on her mobile to tell her he was working and unable to attend, she had gone to bed early tired from the round of meetings she had attended. She was thankful that he had not returned yet, to torment her with his accusations, forgetting to place the chair against the door, as she had crawled into the soft bed snuggling into the soft bedding as sleep had taken her.

Yanis had returned home late, looking at his watch he could see that it was nearly midnight and discarding his brief case and suit jacket he had poured himself a large whisky, enjoying the smooth liquid as it travelled down his throat. Placing the glass back on the tray he had looked for any sign of Lee, wanting to see her face for some unknown reason. Realising that she was not downstairs, he had scowled and moved upstairs. Standing outside her room, he had not heard any sound, and gently he had opened the door moving quietly into the room.

As his eyes had adjusted to the darkness he had finally spotted her lying asleep. He had watched her breathing so softly and had frowned at the way his body had responded to her. As he stood there she had moved to lie onto her back and he could see the curve of her breasts, as she lay so innocently with her arms thrown over her head. Yanis Demitri had enjoyed many women, but seeing her there he had never wanted one more. All his life women had been putty in his hands; he knew the effect he had on them and had become blasé in his attitude to them.