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The lights of the city broke the stark emptiness of the plain as they drove closer to it.Arni was still struggling within himself to justify his intense and uncharacteristic reaction to the fact that Orla had been absent from the palace on his return.That he had automatically expected she would be there and had been so infuriated when she was not had been bad enough, but he might have dismissed those feelings as being caused by the ongoing sexual challenge she represented to him. However, explaining his own sense of aloneness and the emptiness of the building without her in it was something else again, and something for which he could not find any logical reason.In short, it had infuriated him to return and find her gone. It had infuriated him even more to have to admit to his own reaction to her absence. And it had infuriated him most of all to have to endure his own inner sense of desolation and the emptiness of the palace without her.Why on earth should the absence of one woman
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Relief washed through her, chilling the heat of her earlier anger.‘Yes, I can—and I do.’Ignoring her protest, Arni insisted grimly, ‘Admit it. You were coming on to him so hard that you were oblivious to anyone and everything else—not that he was objecting. He was as eager to get you into his bed as you were to be there. That was patently obvious.’‘That is not true, and I was not coming on to him,’ Orla denied truthfully again. ‘We were simply both being polite to one another.’ She was getting her courage back now that she had escaped the humiliation of him reminding her how passionately she responded to him. ‘Good manners are a highly valued trait in Indian society—something that Indian children are taught at their mother’s knee. As I should have thought you would know.’The silence was suddenly alive with the kind of danger that brought up the small hairs on the back of her neck.‘So you maintain that you were simply being polite, do you?’‘Yes,’ Orla insisted.‘By offering yours
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When he took her hand and placed it against his own body she almost sobbed with pleasure. Her hands were long and slender, but the hard swollen length of him extended beyond her outstretched fingertips. Orla closed her eyes, pleasure a dark velvet blanket of sensuality behind her closed eyelids. She ached as though she had a fever for the feel of him inside her. She had had no idea there could be desire like this—instant, immediate, hot and hungry, a need that burned everything else into oblivion and drove a person on relentlessly until it was sated.No doubt if Arni knew the truth about her he would think her very unworldly not to have experienced something like this before. Unlike him!How many times…? How many women…? That thought burned through her in a hot agony of molten jealousy that stabbed through her, stiffening her body into rigid rejection of what she was feeling and thinking.Abruptly she was shocked back into reality, her desire chilling into sick self-disgust. What was
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The discovery in the morning that Arni had returned to Mumbai had given her a breathing space that had enabled her to think logically and practically about her situation and her options. She had reasoned that financially she could not afford to break her contract, whilst emotionally and sexually she could not afford to mirror her mother's folly in falling in love with the wrong man and going to bed with him.Arni inhabited a world in which the super-rich called nowhere home. It was unlikely that their paths would ever cross again once she had finished her work here. Reasonably, therefore, all she had to do was keep her distance from him until life put an even greater distance between them. Once it had, she could ache all she wanted for him, in the secure knowledge that all she could do was ache. It is better to burn with unappeased longing than to be destroyed by the acid corrosion of shame and self-disgust.And anyway, now she was alert to her own danger, she had herself properly und
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Orla’s heart sank as she stood in the main entrance hall of the palace. Her driver had just brought her the unwelcome news that he was not going to be driving her to her appointment but that instead Arni was going to take her and that he would join her shortly.Up above her was the gallery she had just walked along, which separated the main part of the palace from the women’s quarters, where once they had lived in Purdah.Purdah! The concealment of a woman’s face and body from the eyes of all men except those of her immediate family. Some see it as a form of protection, while others see it as a form of imprisonment.As a Western woman, the very thought of enduring Purdah was beyond comprehension.But wasn’t the reality that what she herself was enduring, and had endured for most of her life, was in its own way an inner form of Purdah, imposed on her by her own fears? Her Purdah means that her emotions and desires must always remain hidden away, denied the light of day for her own prote
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‘And now, Miss, if you will come, please, and see your shelves?’ Mr. Singh invited them once they had gone through the formality of drinking tea.Mr. Singh led them into an anteroom of the factory, where Orla’s shelving had been put on display.To her relief, it was exactly what she had wanted: constructed in sections so that it could be put together in different combinations, to cover an entire wall or merely part of it, with either a low or high profile. These particular shelves had been painted black and then rubbed down for a modern look.Orla went up to them to inspect them properly, checking the quality of the paintwork and then testing the shelves themselves for stability."They are good, yes?" the factory owner asked eagerly."Yes," Orla confirmed.The factory owner’s mobile phone rang. As he turned aside to answer it, Orla ran her hand along the underside of one of the shelves, wincing when her finger was pierced by a small splinter of wood and quickly withdrawing her hand to
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Ralapur was up ahead,’ Arni told her, and sure enough, as Orla peered through the windscreen, she could see here and there the glimmer of lights.Arni picked up speed again, leaving the storm behind, and they came to the new Tarmac road—commissioned and paid for, she had learned, by Arni’s brother, who was proving to be a forward-thinking and caring figurehead. The Tarmac gleamed wet under the drum of the rain, but at least it was free of any surface water.By the time they reached the city car park, the rain had actually almost stopped, but the storm was obviously following them.If you want to stay here whilst I go and get you a raincoat and an umbrella, Arni offered, as he switched off the engine.Orla shook her head. "No, I’ll come with you," she told him. She’d rather risk getting a bit wet and having the safety of his presence than remain dry and stay in the car on her own.Come on, then.’They were only yards from the square in front of the palace when the storm caught up with
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"I want you," Orla whispered. And as though the admission had released her from all constraint, she could feel the wild, wanton rush of her own hot desire as it stormed through her body, overpowering everything that stood in its way. "I want you," she repeated unsteadily, but more loudly. ‘I want you...’‘How? How do you want me? Tell me. Show me. "Show me your desire. Show me the way you want me to please you. Talk to me in words and tell me your pleasure.’What he was asking of her was impossible, but that didn’t stop his words from exciting her almost unbearably.Their bodies gave off a mutual heat of need through the wet fabric of their clothes. She could smell it, feel it, and breathing it in was like breathing in something headily intoxicating.And then thunder roared overhead, and lightning spat and forked—and Orla’s heartbeat went into overdrive.She registered the rise and fall of Arni’s chest with a small shuddering breath. In the dim light, his eyes shone molten like mercur
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