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“You thought I would’ve judged you, lil bro… That I would’ve loved you any less… You stood in silence, keeping me at arm’s length. But you could’ve told me I would’ve accepted it, Kieran. I swear! Because you are my brother, the only person in this world who really loved me despite my shitty personality. And I love you no matter what.” Paxton got up and started pacing the room, looking around at the empty shelves, not long ago filled with photos and memories of Kieran and Santiago’s life together…“I would have understood…” Suddenly, Paxton stopped in the middle of the room.“No wedding photos…” he whispered. “Oh, that’s why…” Rhiannon hadn’t displayed a single photo of her wedding with Kieran or a single photo of Kieran in her apartment because they’d been just good friends, not lovers. Just like she’d said. She’d been telling the truth about that at least. So why the hell had Kieran married her? Paxton remembered
After the way he’d treated her, Paxton knew he deserved that answer or worse.“Which was it going to be?”“I don’t know, Paxton. After the way you dismissed me, after all the awful things you said to me... I had to gather a lot of strength to even take into consideration the idea of looking for you, of getting in contact with you…” Paxton raked a hand through his hair. His heart was hammering violently. God, what had he done? Had he thrown away the best thing that had ever happened to him?“Rhiannon, I…”“On that night, you made your feelings for me very clear, Paxton. You made it clear every single time since.” His gut twisted. That first night, he’d sweet-talked her and made love to her until she’d become radiant every single time he looked at her. He’d caressed her so seductively. She’d trembled when he barely touched her. Her every nerve had leaped in response to him, but he’d thought she’d been faking. But she hadn’t been.
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“Okay, Rob. We’ve covered every single point on our agenda, so we can stop here.” With a quick gesture, Paxton closed his notebook and rubbed his temples. His head was aching. A consequence of his lack of sleep and too much work.“Can I get you something, Paxton?” his collaborator asked. “Would you like me to call the butler?”“No, don’t worry. I’m fine,” Paxton replied. “Listen, I know how crazy your schedule is, so thanks again for coming here.”“Don’t mention it. I was passing through Abu Dhabi on my way to Bangkok anyway, so stopping here is no big deal. Besides, you know how much I love my job. And Ridgway is like a playground for me.”“Yeah… Working for the craziest Ridgway of them all…” he said, and a bitter laugh escaped his throat.“You gave me an opportunity when I was just a youngblood. I like your business vision. I envy your sixth sense when it comes to new projects. This is why I’ll always play on your team.” Robert Midland was his right hand in the M
Rhiannon looked in the dining room from the little kitchen window. He was there… again. It was his ninth morning in a row, coming to the “King’s Wish” for breakfast and this thing was becoming so damn exasperating. What point was he trying to make? Why was he tormenting her with his unrequested attention and presence?“The nerve of this guy!” she murmured extremely irritated. “Coming in my restaurant uninvited, bothering me endlessly, giving me the eye, acting like he cares about the baby or me, for that matter… Who is he trying to fool?” Sandra, her friend, entered the kitchen and saw her near the window, spying around the dining room of the restaurant. When Sandra saw who was Rhiannon watching, a little smirk appeared on her lips.“I think you should go out there and give him your two cents or stop right now whatever it is you’re doing, Rina,” she said, handing a note to one of the sous-chefs. “Eighter way, you need to do something because sta
Rhiannon raced ahead of Sandra. She was determined to get as far away as possible from Sandra since her friend wouldn’t stop nagging Rhiannon about Paxton… Again.“I really think you should reconsider giving Paxton a chance, Rina,” Sandra was saying as she caught up to Rhiannon after stooping to tie her tennis shoe. Rhiannon, who had finally had enough, stopped abruptly and gave Sandra a harsh look.“I mean... If someone like Paxton was interested in me and wanted to ‘buy me’ as you put it,” Sandra continued, undeterred, “I’d let him.”“Listen, Sandy. I came here to exercise and relax and get away from my problems for a change. But I can’t since you’re mentioning the biggest of them all. So, please stop talking about Paxton or go home right now.”
Paxton entered the kitchen, put the food case on the table, then walked out and started looking around the penthouse for her. He peeked in her old bedroom but the lights were off.“Stubborn woman…” he said slowly, returning to the living room. “I’m sure she went to the restaurant…” After her fall, with the help of her mother, Paxton had convinced Rhiannon to move back into his penthouse for a few days. So, once again, she was installed in his downstairs guest suite behind his kitchen. He was in the process of acquiring the first-floor apartment he’d mentioned to her a few days before the stairway accident, but Paxton hadn’t told her yet because he didn’t want to argue about it. For the past two evenings they’d spent the early hours after work together, and in an effort to gain her trust, he’d deliberately kept things light and friendly. What they had was still too fragile, so Paxton hadn’t touched her. He didn’t force her into doing anythin
This time, Rhiannon participated fully in the kiss, opening her mouth under his, raising her hands to rest them on the iron slabs of muscle on his shoulders. When his tongue met hers again, she dug her nails into his shoulders, making him groan with satisfaction. Paxton pulled her closer and she abandoned completely to that embrace. Sheer pleasure rose and surged through her body, blood rushing through her veins, her flesh sensitized and tingling with exquisite sensation at each brush of his body against hers. His lips moved over hers possessively, his tongue pushing past, taking languid tastes of hers as heat built and surged through her senses. Rhiannon was lost in the pleasure, lost in each taste of the wild passion she was given. Paxton’s mouth moved down the column of her neck, his tongue taking flicking tastes of her skin. He opened the bathrobe, revealing her breasts. A moan escaped her lips, an electric sensation racing through her at