Taken by the Greek Billionaire(19)

Sebastian sat waiting on the bed wearing a pair of faded jeans. They hung low on his hips, outlining his amazing chest. He was bare foot and Penny sighed inwardly. How attractive he was! No wonder she was such a mess.

“Two hundred grand?” he asked.

It was then that she noticed the pile of money that sat next to him. It fanned out across the mattress, practically covering the entire bed. Abruptly she remembered undoing her waist bag whilst she ran from the safe room, the weight of the money making it slide down her hips. It had skidded away as Sebastian bumped into her. How could she have forgotten all about it? Her precious tablet! She hoped the impact hadn’t damaged it and then there was the money. Her eyes roamed over it stretched across the bed. So much money. Penny clenched her fists. She needed it! She had to find a way for Sebastian to let her have it.

“I could have taken much more,” she said, walking over and sitting on the other side of the cash. She was dying to ask where her bag was, but suspected pointing out her criminal paraphernalia might not be in her best interests.

“That you could have,” he agreed. “There was over a million in that safe. So why only two hundred grand?”

Penny shrugged and fingered one of the piles, her heart racing in about a million different directions. The money—so much of it so close, Sebastian, bare-chested and looking at her with an intensity she couldn’t quite understand. It was all crowding in on her and for a moment she wished she could just go home, slip into her little single bed that smelled of lilacs, close her eyes, and pretend it was all a dream, one of her fantasies come to life.

“Your safe can only take a couple of assaults before it triggers a silent alarm,” she said, seeing no reason to keep quiet now. “This was all I could get.”

“So you would have taken all the money if you could have?” he asked.

“Of course. I’d have taken everything you have.”

He sighed and Penny couldn’t help but wonder what he was thinking. She kept her eyes fixed on the money because it was so much easier to just do that. To not have to look into his whisky eyes and feel the low stirrings of desire in her belly all over again.

“How did you do it?” Sebastian continued. “Get in here, get this money? Tell me.”

“And if I do?”

“Then perhaps I will be lenient.”

She peeked up, not surprised to see his eyes fixed firmly on her face. Now is your opening. “How lenient?” she asked, allowing a seductive sort of grin to blossom.

“After last night I can hardly call the police can I?” Sebastian said. “What would I tell them? Yes she broke into my home, but I thought I’d fuck her before handing her over?”

Relief filled her, sweet relief, but she allowed none of it to show on her face. “I guess.”

“No the police option was gone the moment we kissed.”

“Then what?”

“I will tell you,” he said. “Perhaps you will like it, perhaps you will not. Perhaps you will think it madness. I do myself if I am honest and yet it seems the plan is already formed in my mind.”

“I don’t understand what—”

“You’re going to stay here,” he said. “You’ll tell me how exactly you got around my security and I will fix those breaches, and then here you will remain. What other choice is there? I can’t call the police, can’t let you go. Who knows who else you’re planning to go off and rob? No it seems the only option is to keep you here for now.”

Here you will remain…. Penny shook her head, not quite getting what he was suggesting. She eyed the money again and then him, wondering how it could all have gotten so out of control so quickly. “What do you mean exactly by remain here?”

“Until this madness has passed,” Demetrious said.

“Madness?”

He reached out and ran a finger from the money on the mattress up to her lips. His thumb lightly brushed over the bruise before trailing along her jaw. His touch was so soft, so careful that Penny felt her heart thump.

“You know what I’m talking about, don’t you?” he asked softly.

“I’m not sure I do. Spell it out for me.”

“Sex,” he said, drawing the word out and making her nerves sing.

“Which we did plenty of.”

“And which I want more of. So you have to stay here until I’ve fucked you enough to get it out of my system. This is the madness I talk about, this desire that you make me feel.”

“You’re not serious?”

He shrugged. “It seems that I am. I want you, Kleftisa. Badly. Why I do not know. I know only that I am going to have you—so I think it comes down to two options. You can open your legs or you can go to prison. That seems to be the best plan I have come up with.”