Chapter Twenty Nine

She scolded herself but her body tingled with desire as she moved her hands over it she could not deny it she had been so close to giving herself to him. He was gorgeous and had aroused her to a wild fever she had not known she possessed and she realised she had wanted him so badly it hurt. Sighing loudly at her own frustrating behaviour she turned off the faucets and wrapped herself in her thick fluffy robe there was a light tap on her bedroom door and she opened it,

‘I’m sorry to disturb you Miss but her Ladyship requests your presence in the Drawing Room immediately’

The maid bobbed a curtsey,

‘Could you tell her I’ll be down in a few minutes please Lucy? I have to get dressed again I got rather wet walking along the beach just now.’

She told her and the maid bobbed again,

‘Yes of course Miss’

She smiled at Juliette and left heading down the back stairs all the staff knew they were not allowed to use the Grand Staircase that swept down into the Main Entrance. Juliette’s adoptive parents held the title of Lord and Lady Bodmin, it was a title that would die out when her elderly Aunt died as they had no living Heirs to carry it forward. They were very old fashioned still adhering to a royal protocol that belonged in Queen Victoria’s reign. All their servants wore uniform, the little maid had been in black and white and they had a Butler, a Housekeeper, and a Cook as well as the maids and men servants. Most of them were as elderly as her Aunt and should have retired years ago but they had been retained as they were happy to continue serving her after the death of the Lord. Juliette had grown up within this privileged lifestyle but she was not a spoilt brat, she held these people in the highest respect for the loyalty and dedication to her elderly Aunt. They all had grace and favour apartments, either in the house or nearby where they loved rent-free and her Aunt had made provisions for all of them in her Will. Everything had been left to their beloved adopted daughter, and the provisions for the staff had been carefully documented so there could be no mix-ups. Juliette already knew what was required of her and as she paused to look out of her bedroom window, the view of the wild cliffs always soothed her she smiled when she saw it had stopped raining. Looking out over the sea she could see the bad weather had blown itself out and blue skies were heading their way.                                                                                                                                    ‘Maybe she would go out again later.’                                                                                                           She thought as she pulled a pale green linen day dress over her head, it cinched at the waist and the skirt flared out in a full circle falling way above her knees. It was short but not obscenely so and the large dark green leather belt hugged her waist tightly with a sexy smile she felt daring as she opened the top three buttons of the dress showing off her perfect cleavage. Brushing her long hair and leaving it loose so it tumbled down her back in a mess of stunning curls she added a little make-up, a dark green khol to emphasize her feline eyes and a touch of russet-coloured lipstick to make her lips seem plumper. She looked so effortlessly beautiful when she walked into the Drawing Room fifteen minutes later,

‘I am so sorry Aunt, I had to change my clothes I got rather wet walking along the beach and you were right it was an exhilarating experience going for a walk in that wild weather. ’

She was about to say more when she noticed the four large men in the room, they were dressed in black Armani suits, with crisp white shirts, and black leather ties that matched their shiny handmade leather shoes. All of them had the familiar dark glasses on that hid their eyes and there was absolutely no doubt as to who they were. Juliette’s eyes jumped to their obvious Leader and her heart stopped at the gorgeous chestnut curls, perfect beautiful face and deliciously muscled body that had haunted her dreams,

‘Romero?’

She was utterly stunned as he removed his dark glasses and turned those amazing blue eyes onto her,

‘You have led me a merry dance Juliette and I am very angry with you. I do not have the time for explanations, go and collect your stuff my jet is on standby waiting to take us back to Sicily’

His voice was cold and full of authority but she was in no mood to be ordered around glaring back at him she lifted her chin,

‘Then you have had a wasted journey, I have no intention of returning to Sicily with you or anybody else’

She snapped back defying him her hands went to her hips she looked so adorable daring to answer him back which no one ever did and lived to tell the tale,

‘Now get out, this is my home and I do not answer to you or anyone else. Leave now or I will call the police.’

She did not see her Aunt wincing at her bold words or the look of sorrow in her eyes as she hung her head unable to help the headstrong young woman who was about to find out that you cannot run away from the Mafia. Romero moved so fast she stepped back in shock when he gripped her wrist and tugged her tightly against his hard chest,

‘We can do this the hard way or the easy way little tigress but either way you will be leaving on that jet with me.’

His eyes bore into hers and his touch sent electric shocks running through her body he was so handsome, so domineering and masterful that her body responded instantly to his. She was in no mood to be dictated to though and was fed up with men thinking they owned her. Tugging her hands free of his she snapped.