‘Did I ask you to do all that?’ Evie countered tersely.
‘Yes!’ he declared. ‘Every time you told me you loved me, you asked me to do those things!’ he rasped. ‘Every time we simply look at each other, we are demanding from the other that we go to any lengths necessary to be together!’
He got up, the passion sounding in his voice reflected in the angry movement of his body as he walked across the room to stand glaring out of the window.
While Evie sat, stunned into utter silence by his vehemence.
And the worst of it was that he was right! The kind of love they had shared during the last two years had demanded that they go to any lengths to hold on to it!
But not any more, Evie thought on a shudder. Recent events had gone too far and turned too nasty to hang on to romantic ideals that had no place in reality.
‘I can learn to live without your love,’ she told him huskily. ‘I can even live without people’s respect!’ Hadn’t she been doing that very successfully for two whole years now? ‘But I’ve discovered that I cannot live with hatred.’
‘My father doesn’t hate you,’ he sighed. ‘He simply saw you as a pawn he could use in the battle he was waging with me.’
‘That makes it all right, does it?’ Evie flashed back bitterly.
‘No,’ he heavily conceded.
‘And I wasn’t the real pawn,’ Evie added. ‘My baby was.’
‘Our baby,’ Raschid grimly corrected.
But Evie shook her head. ‘No matter how you want to cover it up, Raschid, your father wanted this baby dead. I can’t forgive that. I refuse to forgive that! So as far as I am concerned for him this baby is dead,’ she announced. ‘I will not acknowledge you as his father, and he will not bear your name. I will not place his life at risk like that from anyone again.’
‘And I have no say in this? Is that what you’re saying?’
‘I am saying,’ Evie wearily asserted, ‘that if you care for this child then you will do the right thing by him and forget you ever conceived him.’
He didn’t say anything for a long time after that. And the silence pealed like the toll of a funeral bell while Evie waited to find out what he was going to do.
And he looked every inch the heir to a kingdom, she noted helplessly. Body straight, chin high, that lean dark aquiline profile revealing absolutely nothing when in actual fact she knew she had just cut deep into the very heart of him with those brutal words.
‘So be it,’ he said suddenly, turned and walked stiffly to the door.
It came as such a shock, such a terrible, terrible shock to have him concede defeat like that that it literally smashed her control to smithereens.
And her shrill cry of, ‘Raschid—no!’ filled the room with more agonised despair than it could accommodate.
It made him reel around in its shock-waves, dark face certainly showing emotion now as he strode back to the bed and bent over her, his skin wiped clear of any colour, golden eyes ferocious.
‘I should damn well think so!’ he ground out savagely. ‘I am your other half—don’t you dare discard me like that again!’
Her arms were already clutching at his shoulders, his sliding beneath her so he could scoop her out of the bed.
‘Now we talk sense,’ he gritted, sitting down on the bed with her then, using hard fingers to angle her face so she could see the power of his fury. ‘For if you think I have risked so much only to concede surrender to your sudden cowardice, then you don’t know me as well as you ought to do by now!’
‘You set me up!’ she sobbed out accusingly. ‘I am supposed to avoid that kind of stress!’
‘Your stress,’ he said angrily, ‘was there because you were playing the ice-princess to the hilt again!’
His chest heaved on a taut rasp of air; Evie clutched all the harder at him. ‘What your father did was unforgivable!’ she choked.
‘Then don’t forgive him!’ he declared with a shrug that completely dismissed the problem. ‘But you will marry me, Evie,’ he grimly ordained. ‘Proudly and openly. We will bring up our child together and he will bear my name!’
CHAPTER TEN
‘YOU look stunning, Evie,’ her brother murmured huskily. ‘Raschid is a very, very lucky man.’
Is he?
Standing there gazing at herself in the mirror, Evie wondered if Raschid was feeling lucky to be marrying her today.
Oh, he was quick to say all the right things to pronounce his good fortune. No one but no one could deny that Sheikh Raschid Al Kadah had been very vocal about his good luck when he’d announced his forthcoming marriage to Evangeline Delahaye to the world’s press three weeks ago.