Chapter Twenty Three

He scooped her up bridal style and carried her up the stairs to his room, lying her on his bed and then to her surprise he left her locking the door behind him. She was furious jumping off the bed and banging on the door with her fists,

‘Fammi uscire di qui, fottuto bugiardo.’  [Let me out of here, you fucking liar.]

She screamed angrily losing her temper but no one answered and she was left alone for the rest of the night in the end the only thing she could do was curl on the bed and sleep. In the morning it was his Guards who entered the room and she leapt to her feet ready to make a run for it without thinking but they grabbed her and threw her back onto the bed,

‘Don’t even think about it Miss, you stay put until the Boss says otherwise.’                                              They told her in English,                                                                                                                               ‘Now we’ll send in the maids with your breakfast and a change of clothes, be a good girl and do as you are told’

She exploded with anger leaping at him fists clenched,

‘Don’t you dare speak to me like that?’

She surprised him, he ducked out of her way and went to grab her again and she twisted using his momentum against him pushing him onto the bed. Before the other Guard could react she was out of the door and running down the stairs to the front door grabbing the handle she wrenched it open only to be picked up from behind.

‘I knew you would be trouble’

Romero could not hide the smile in his voice as he carried the struggling girl back to the room and flung her back onto the bed,

‘Just do as you are told for once, I will explain later I don’t have time right now. If you cause any more trouble I will punish you when I return.’

His blue eyes were dark with desire and she could not help the flame that ignited in her core as she met his gaze definitely,

‘Go fuck yourself you don’t own me’

She spat deliberately antagonising him, he stood over her his anger clear,

‘Don’t mess with me beautiful, you won’t win’

He pulled her to her feet and into his arms kissing her so passionately she swayed and would have lost her footing if he had not held her tightly. When he broke the kiss and looked into her eyes she was breathless with need and he smiled,

‘Behave and I will reward you’

He whispered nuzzling her neck her whole body was on fire to his touch so when he nipped the base of her neck she moaned softly,

‘Be a good girl’

He told her and walked out of the room locking the door behind him, her body was tingling from his touch and she took out her frustration by hurling the first thing that came to hand at the door. The ornament shattered into a million pieces and he chuckled as  he heard her swear,

‘Fuck you’

He nodded at his Guards and headed down to his office,

‘Non preoccuparti bella, ho intenzione di farlo esattamente non appena avrò finito’  [Don’t worry beautiful I plan to do exactly that as soon as I am finished]

Juliette sat on the bed cursing herself for being so weak she jumped to her feet as the door was pushed open thinking he had returned but two uniformed maids entered instead. Without a word, they placed a tray with breakfast on it next to the bed and then began to clean up the mess she had made from the ornament. They never said a word, just cleaned up the room, changed the bed gave her some clothes then left there was nothing else for her to do but eat. She finished the fruit, bread and cheese then drank the fresh juice, feeling better she showered in the ensuite and dressed in the jeans and shirt that had been left for her. When she had brushed her hair and put it up in a ponytail she wandered out onto the balcony and grinned.

‘Well, well, guess you underestimated me too’

Right outside was a tree and grabbing her clutch bag she stuffed it inside her shirt and clambered out into the branches, it was easy for a girl who had spent her life scaling the coastal cliffs of Cornwall and crazily, no one saw her. It had never crossed their minds she would even want to escape all his men had seen the attraction between the two of them now, unfortunately, Romero was about to discover Juliette did not like being told what to do. She was a wild untamed free spirit used to doing whatever she pleased, her adoptive parents had indulged that wildness allowing her to forge her own way. They had seen the bright intelligence in her from her youngest years, not many parents would have allowed their five-year-old daughter to clamber around the sheer cliffs surrounding their beachside mansion. Juliette had done so, she had started wandering when she was three years old and they had always found her on her beloved cliffs. It had been a very unconventional upbringing but it had led to the kind of education that put her in the top one percentile of the scores for Intelligence Quotients, she had registered so high as a young child they had told her parents they would look at her again when she became an adult. Both her adoptive parents were University Professors specialising in Science and Mathematics so it was no surprise that she passed exams in these subjects with ease from a very early age. Her natural gift of languages was a mystery, her brain appeared to be wired to understand almost any language presented to her, when her parents took her abroad on holidays as a small child she was fascinated that the people she met did not speak English. To everyone's astonishment within a couple of days of being in that country the tiny, beautiful little girl would be speaking and understanding their language like a native.