The Billionaire’s Blackmailed Heiress(22)

Pulling on the sleeveless cocktail dress, the built in underwear had pulled her breasts together to show off more cleavage than she was accustomed to, Mina’s eyebrows knitting together as she had felt suddenly so conscious of how much flesh she was showing off. The rest of the dress had only continued the theme as the silky material had clung to her wonderful figure, a split at the front allowing her to move easily in the exquisite dress while giving a glimpse of her long shapely legs.#p#分页标题#e#

Standing to take a look, she had hardly recognised herself. The Mina Lane, school teacher, was gone and in her place stood a sensual siren, Mina chuckling to herself.

“You scrub up well” jumping as a loud knock on the door had made her gasp, a small scream held back as Nikos’ voice the hint of irritation so obvious had been heard.

“Mina, it’s ten past seven. We need to go”.

She had quickly grabbed her matching shoes and bag “Just coming” she had cried back nervously, lifting the silk wrap that Francesca had insisted she team up with the outfit. With her expression now full of nervous fear and anticipation she had taken a deep breath moving from the room.

He was nowhere to be seen as she had stepped into the hallway, Mina moving to the stairs before she had spotted him, her lips catching her bottom lip to hold back the groan of just how handsome he looked. Wearing a black tuxedo complete with white shirt and bow tie he was stunningly gorgeous, powerful, sexual and so many more wonderful things. Mina so aware of the way her young body seemed to react to the man who was to all intents and purposes blackmailing her to reveal her true parentage.

Moving down the stairs he had stood side on to her, muttering something incoherently as he had once more checked his watch. She had gingerly taken her time moving down the steps, clutching the hand rail with one hand lifting the long dress with the other, apprehensive having never before worn such a long dress. With an irritated frown, he had turned ready once more to call to her, his features changing in an instant as he had caught sight of the woman walking towards him.

His eyes had grown wide with stunned surprise, fire rising within the once cold steel of them, his mouth gaping as he had stuttered in bemusement.

“M…Mina?” she giving a wide smile back as she had finally joined him in the hall. He had stepped back, his eyes blinking as he had controlled his surprise.

“You look…you look”.

Mina had chuckled “Better?” she had finished with an amused glint in her eyes.

Nikos had taken in the way her hair now seemed to caress her face, highlighting her large eyes and kissable lips. This thought jolting him back to reality. Giving a shaky half-smile he had nodded, needing very much to move to hide the way she was once more affecting him.

“Yes, you look better” he had retorted in a clipped voice “But we are late, so let’s move”.

Mina had felt the disappointment sit heavily in the pit of her stomach, not sure why his disinterest should bother her, but bother her it did.

The journey to the event had been a short one, Mina listening attentively as she had been reminded of key figures of the board, Nikos having the night before sent her complete dossiers on all of them, pleased that she had so obviously taken the time to read each.

Arriving she had been surprised to see the number of press snapping pictures of the rich and the beautiful. Mina groaning on spotting many celebrities, knowing that when the press realised who she was the inevitable interest in her parents and their soon to be notorious relationship would help to sell many magazines making her a juicy story worth pursuing. Unconsciously she had sank against Nikos, jumping as his breath had fanned her ear, his hand moving to the bare base of her back.

“Relax Mina”

“That’s OK for you to say” she had hissed quickly back at him, as he had pulled her to the end of the carpet furthest away from the throng of flashing bulbs and cries from the paparazzi. He had been surprised at how truly stricken she had been, the fear that had filled her lovely green eyes making him want to wrap his arm around her shoulder to tell her everything would be fine, to protect her. Scowling, he had put it down to his guilt at having put her in the position in the first place, once more reminding himself that she was the daughter of the man he despised, that his blood ran through her veins, this thought justification for his actions.

Mina had allowed herself to be directed inside the building by the expert hand of Nikos, breathing a sigh of relief as the press had disappeared behind them. She had found herself seated at a large round table like so many others in the room, looking splendid with colourful centre pieces and more silver cutlery than she had ever before seen. Looking at the sheer number of utensils and different glasses at each seat she had tried to quell the panic rising within her. Feeling Nikos’ hand covering hers, she had pulled her look from the place settings forcing a more sure smile on her lovely face.