He abhorred the men in his profession who did use such enticements on young and beautiful actresses, who were often tricked into believing that going to bed with those men would help their careers—especially as it invariably didn’t. It was usually the ones with little talent for acting who resorted to the casting couch, because any actress of any repute would make it on her own merits without having to reduce herself to that level.Chloe's belief that he had acted in this manner with a close friend of hers explained her strange behavior over the last few days.It also explained why Chloe was so confused about her own response to him.Gregorio realized grimly that she hadn't expected to be attracted to him.She had thought merely to attract him and then shun him as recompense for hurting her friend.All of this—Chloe’s barbed conversation that had so attracted him when they’d met at the film premiere, the way she had deliberately stood him up at Garstang two evenings later, the pointedl
He wanted to release himself, push aside that silk barrier, and bury himself inside her. deep inside her. wanted to bury himself to the hilt before stroking deep and hard. She wanted to bring Chloe to her knees as she tightened her grip on him.Instead, his hands moved up to capture both of hers, moving them above her head before grasping them tightly in one of his, leaving his other hand free to capture those invitingly thrust breasts, kneading and caressing them but not quite touching the turgid nipple as he looked down at Chloe’s flushed face and feverish eyes.‘Please, Gregorio!’ Chloe breathed achingly as she offered herself to him. ‘Oh, please…!’Oh, yes, he would please her. He intended to pleasure Chloe until she begged. I intended for her to know that no woman had ever gone away from his bed less than satisfied, let alone bent on the type of revenge she had tried to exact on him."Tell me what you want, Chloe," he gently encouraged.She looked stricken as she shook her head.
Had he aroused her on purpose, touched her, and caressed her with the sole intention of humiliating her?"Oh, I think you understand me perfectly well, Chloe," he said, his gaze once again sweeping over her disdainfully. "I’ve never even met your friend Alana, let alone showered her with flowers, compliments, and empty promises in order to seduce her into my silk-sheeted bed," he stated plainly, so that there should be no lingering misunderstanding.Chloe blinked up at him, trying to make sense of what he was saying. But she said—she"I don’t give a damn what your friend Alana said, Chloe," Gregorio informed her disgustedly. "I have never met the lady—if, indeed, that’s what she really is," he added, with a scathingly dismissive curl of his top lip.Chloe couldn’t mistake the utter conviction in his voice for anything other than the truth, and she looked up at him dazedly, able to clearly see freezing emotion in the harshness of his expression. She realized fully now what had been beh
Gregorio stared down at the message on top of the pile he had picked up from reception on his way through the hotel to his suite.Would you please meet me at Garstang at eight o’clock this evening?There was no signature on the message. But there didn’t need to be.Only Chloe could have sent such a request, asking him to meet her at the same restaurant, at the same time, as he had previously arranged.Gregorio read the message a second time as he stepped into the lift, torn between crushing the piece of paper to a pulp in his hand and a grudging feeling of admiration for the position Chloe had deliberately put herself in.Because she now knew he'd been lying to her about her friend Alana...That might be so, but nevertheless, Chloe had to know that by asking him to meet her at Garstang, of all places, she was leaving herself open to the same humiliation she had deliberately inflicted on him previously—that he might now be the one not to turn up for the date and leave her sitting at th
But there was a remoteness about Gregorio this evening that hadn’t been there before. a bleakness that was more than surface-deep and that totally eradicated the wicked glint of humor in his eyes, which had so surprised her when she’d first met him. It sent shivers of apprehension down her spine!The fact that she knew she deserved to feel those shivers didn’t make them any less effective.Gregorio took his time sampling the wine, giving himself a necessary few moments’ respite to adjust to seeing Chloe again. to recognize that she was even more beautiful than he remembered...In fact, he had felt a moment’s pure violence when he’d entered the restaurant a few minutes earlier and seen her out-staring the avid gaze of a man seated at a table across the room. His own hands had clenched at his sides as he’d resisted the impulse to go to the other man’s table and tell him precisely what he could do with his admiring glances.Not that he could exactly blame the guy for his interest when Ch
"So," Gregorio drawled once the waiter had left with their order. "What did your friend Alana have to say about me?"The moment of truth had arrived, which Chloe acknowledged heavily to herself as she replaced her wineglass carefully on the table after taking a sip. "Well, as I’m sure you’ve obviously deduced, she admitted that the two of you have never even met each other."Gregorio gave a small inclination of his head. "I had already told you that." "Of course you didn’t believe me," he reminded her after giving her a searching look."Try to see this from my point of view, Gregorio." Chloe looked across at him appealingly. "I’ve known Alana over half my life. Of course I believed she was the one telling the truth!"Of course," he agreed tersely.He really was every inch the son of an Italian nobleman at this moment, which Chloe recognized uneasily. His usual easy-going flirtatiousness and the wicked glint in his eye were no longer in evidence at all. "Obviously, I now know that she
He didn't even try to refute her claim, instead inclining his head and drawing a thin, uncompromising line with his mouth."Do you think there will be a happy ending for your brother and Alana?""Maybe," Chloe answered slowly. Declan was a little cagey last week when I asked him if he had seen Alana while he was in Los Angeles. "I hope so," she added. Despite what you might think after what’s happened, Alana really is a lovely person. And now that I’ve gotten over being annoyed with her, I believe she and Declan would be perfect for each other. "She really is sorry for involving you in this," Chloe finished, giving up on trying to eat her smoked salmon. The conversation—and the company!—had completely robbed her of her appetite.‘And you?’ Gregorio pushed. "Are you also sorry?""More than you can imagine," she confirmed. more than she ever wanted Gregorio to guess or know!He might not have been involved with Alana—he might never have even met her!—but that didn’t change the fact that
Gregorio admired her bravery, this little firebrand, even as he considered her remark about taking a partner who felt positively towards him.He was sure that most women in Chloe’s position, having initially so wrong-footed themselves, would have been only too happy to make restitution for the mistake they had made. but not Chloe.He leaned further back in his chair as their used plates were removed. "I have my own reasons for wanting it to be you who accompanies me," he told her calmly once they were alone again.‘And those reasons are…?’"Entirely my own," he told her firmly. "But I can assure you they have absolutely nothing to do with a bedroom—either yours or mine!" He paused, as he could see he had failed to convince her. "Didn’t our last encounter prove to you that I don’t lose all control at the sight and touch of your delectable body?" he whipped out harshly, angry all over again as her cheeks paled. with himself this time. for deliberately hurting her.But what else was he t