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The wedding reception was in full swing, the lavish hall awash with warm lights and soft music. Guests laughed, clinked their glasses, and danced, their energy filling the room with a joyous hum. Samuel stood near the bar, nursing a glass of whiskey as he observed the festivities. His suit fit him perfectly, but he looked slightly out of place, his posture stiff as he scanned the crowd.Then, he saw her.Caroline was seated at a table on the far side of the room with the other bridesmaids, her head tilted as she laughed at something one of her tablemates had said. She looked stunning in the sleek emerald-green dress that hugged her curves, her dark hair swept into an elegant updo. She hadn’t noticed him yet, and he wasn’t sure if that was a blessing or a curse.Samuel’s chest tightened. It had been three months since their breakup, but the sight of her still hit him like a punch to the gut. He couldn’t look away. The memory of her voice, her touch, and the way she used to smile at him
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“I think I'll pass,” she replied, “So how does it feel to be my wife?”It was a rough demand.Startled, Susan stared at him. She was shaken by the seething quality of his glittering dark eyes. They seemed to reach down and threaten to go for her throat. All of a sudden she was very grateful that they were standing a ludicrous distance apart.“How?” he prompted with lethal persistence.“Leo, I don't feel like your wife, so don't let it worry you,” she responded with a forced laugh. “All I want to be is the best mother I can be for Sophie. I have no intention of interfering in your life in any other way.”“Soft words,” Leo countered with rich derision.Susan decided to ignore that comment, “I'm going to feed Sophie,” she repeated, “And then I'm going to bed,”“Alone... on our wedding night?”Susan's dazed eyes connected involuntarily with smouldering ones and it was as though he had jerked a string and she was a puppet. Every muscle jerked tight, every nerve-ending quivered. I'm not fe
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But, had she agreed to go and leave Sophie behind, he would have agreed to an annulment. Dear God, that was what he really wanted. This was what he had planned from the beginning and, blind idiot that she was, she had walked right into it! It had not occurred to her that Leo's offensive might be demanding his marital rights. But Leo had somehow guessed what would disturb and distress her most and he was prepared to play that card and utterly humiliate her in the hope that sooner or later she would take flight, leaving Sophie in his sole custody.“We don't have to stay married,” she protested tautly.Leo strode into the bathroom without responding. He wasn't listening to her. Susan flopped back against the pillows like a rag doll and crammed a hand against her convulsing mouth and bit back a sob. She listened to the water beating down on the tiles in the shower and cringed. She felt the mattress give with his weight and curled up into a tighter, even more inaccessible ball. A finger
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Her breasts felt tender and swollen and, when Leo splayed a hand to her spine and pulled her closer, her taut nipples came into glancing contact with his hair-roughened chest. “Ah…” she gasped under his mouth in shock. His hands swept up her narrow ribcage and cupped her breasts and she froze, “Leo!” she cried as he released her lips.Leo wasn't listening. Her eyes flew wide on the taut, intent look of him as he slid lithely down the bed, his hands still shaping her flesh. His dark head bent and he closed his mouth hungrily on one pouting pink nipple. Excitement tore through her in an electrifying surge, reducing the cry on her tongue to a mumbled, indistinct moan. Her entire body jerked with renewed shock, her legs trembling, an ache stirring between her thighs that made her teeth grit together in a kind of agonised pleasure. She was stripped of every thought, every feeling. The surging hunger of her own body for sensation was terrifyingly greedy. He let his tongue flick the throb
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“You're an asshole,” Susan threw back, frantically attempting to conceal the fact that she was unbelievably hurt by that blunt comment.Leo cast her an insolent smile that told her he was remembering just how very easy it had been for him to turn her fear and denial into willing surrender. In one fluidly impatient movement, he threw back the sheet and sprang out of bed. Susan had never felt so agonisingly, rawly vulnerable. She couldn't look at him. Her own tightly linked hands were blurring under her vision, hot, painful tears gathering in her eyes. All of a sudden she wished she were a real bitch. Maybe she could have coped better with Leo.“Like I always say, I am what I am. I'll be one hell of a lot easier to live with when you come to terms with that…”The instant the door shut on him, the dam burst. She thrust her face violently into a pillow, terrified that he might hear the shuddering sobs tearing for an exit from her shivering body. She was just so angry with herself! She was
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Every time she looked at Leo he got more gorgeous. She searched for a flaw and couldn't find one. She reminded herself of how in every field he failed her standards for the mythical ideal man and still she was plunged into this appallingly adolescent state of sexual awareness every time he came within ten feet of her! She felt like an arsonist holding dry paper, desperate for the match to ignite her conflagration. Nobody had ever told her and she had never dreamt that her thoughts and her reactions could rove so violently out of her control. But somehow Leo had done this to her... Dear heaven, if he was to approach her again, what devastation might he then leave in his wake? She reminded herself that Leo had had his revenge. He had made love to her. He had asserted his truly unforgivable conviction that she had no rights whatsoever over her own body. Why on earth should he want to do it again? It occurred to her that Leo's gaze had turned darker and in addition to his extraordinari
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Susan groaned, realising that she had left the book she was reading downstairs. Leo would still be with Sophie, and she didn't want to run into him again, so she stayed in her room. About an hour later, a knock sounded on her door. Leo appeared. Susan snatched the bedding all the way up to her throat. His sensual mouth tightened, sparks flaring gold in his dark eyes. He set a glass down beside her bed.“What's that?” she demanded, as if it might be poison. If possible, Leo stiffened even more. “Something to take your headache away.”Susan surveyed him in helpless amazement. “You brought me something for my sore head?'”“I fail to see why the fact should fill you with such rampant disbelief!” Leo roared at her without warning, the syllables splintering with sudden temper. “I can be as considerate and sensitive as the next man...!”Susan ignored his outburst and stretched out a blind hand, lifted the glass, downed the contents and choked. Brandy, enough to knock out a bull elephant. F
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Susan shot into bed without another word. Meek as a lamb, she conceded furiously, but then heroism in the face of overwhelming odds would not have brought it's own reward. It would have been another dose of humiliation, she reminded herself. Leo reached for her several minutes later.“Don't!” she launched over her shoulder.“If you don't shut up,” Leo whispered silkily, forcing her close with hard, strong hands, “I'll forget I ever made such a self-sacrificing concession as letting you lie here untouched…”She stopped breathing. The heat of his body, the incredibly intimate feel of him against her trembling body warned her that Leo was not joking... he was very aroused. Reaching out, he turned off the light. Hot as hellfire, she lay there in the darkness.“And if you can't stop moving about in that wonderfully encouraging way, you had better start praying…”Hardly breathing and not moving, she lay there, fighting the flood of heat warming her and the wanton stab of excitement tugging
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Slowly he rose to his feet. “What a charming idea,” he breathed, his dark brows drawing together as he studied her hectically flushed face and air of decided purpose. Then he stole a fleeting glance down at the narrow gold watch on his wrist. He dealt her a distinctly tense smile. “Unfortunately, I'm afraid you've chosen-----”“I just couldn't wait until you got home,” Susan broke in feverishly, his glance at his watch not having been lost on her and serving merely to stoke her tension to new heights. His black lashes dipped lower over his intent, dark eyes, clear bemusement etched into his rigidity. “Wait for what?” he asked with a dismal lack of comprehension.Susan abandoned the idea of a slow, seductive wriggle and pitched off her coat to grab his attention. “I couldn't wait for you,” she said huskily, and embarked on the buttons of her black, narrowly cut coat-dress.Leo's gaze had whipped over to the coat now lying in a heap and back to her fast. He seemed welded to the floor
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Shaken by the storm she had ignited, the roughness of his strained intonation, she stared at him, devoured by pain.“Why?” Leo repeated fiercely.Because I love you...she wanted to say. “And you're all over Sophie at every hour of the day. She coughs and you can't get there quick enough!” Leo slung from between gritted teeth. “In spite of the fact that we have a nanny with several willing supporters, you install a baby alarm and you get out of my bed to go to her! I'm not even half as important to you. Is that how it's supposed to be?”Very much taken aback, Susan surveyed him with shocked eyes. Evidently the baby alarm in their bedroom was viewed as some kind of ultimate insult. Did he think she was smothering Sophie? Was that what he was saying? That she was threatening to turn into one of those ghastly suffocating mothers one read about?“'I'm sorry if you think I'm taking my responsibilities too seriously.”“If you're that obsessed with babies, why should we wait to extend the fa
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Leo needed sex the way she needed air to breathe, and those needs needed to be met in the marital bed. She was just a body, and if anything had been required to prove that point his silence did so. In this new brave relationship they were trying, lies were no longer permissible, so Leo was not about to tell her how ravishingly irresistible she was. She was fanciable enough to arouse him but that was the height of her pulling power and, with a male as physical as Leo, maybe it didn't even take that much... maybe he just fantasised about somebody else. A choked sob escaped her. He thrust her away from him with positive violence. Her eyes flew open as he threw back the sheet and sprang out of bed.“Leo ... you misunderstood!”He spun back, dealing her an incredulous glance.“I was thinking about something else... It wasn't —I mean…” she stumbled in desperation. The tip of her tongue stole out and darted along her taut lower lip. “I want you,” she whispered finally. Dark eyes held her
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Susan woke up in the middle of the night to take a shower and check on Sophie, after which she went back to bed. When she awakened, little men were morris-dancing inside her thumping head.Thankfully she'd not taken enough alcohol to give her a major hangover, she registered miserably, but she was still a little tired. She slid out of bed and weaved a far from straight passage to the bathroom. A shower would make her feel better. She was emerging from the bathroom, swathed in a towel, white as a ghost and suffering from a raging thirst, when she noticed Leo .“Oh, no,” she mumbled. “Not now.”Leo filled the doorway. She refused to look at him and concentrated on his feet.“Shouldn't you be out working or something?”she whispered.“It's Saturday.”“I thought you went every day.”He certainly hadn't spent any days at home. Her clouded gaze worked up his legs. He was wearing black jeans that hugged his long, lean thighs and narrow hips, and an Aran sweater which accentuated his dark skin
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Leo didn't even try to deny it, “Maybe a little bit,” he replied and shrugged, “Besides, you're at the club. When was the last time you let yourself go,” He was right. It had been a while. After a few seconds, she nodded and Leo didn't hesitate to place the order. The drinks kept coming and as the night went on, the atmosphere lightened. They talked about small, inconsequential things—the music, the crowd, even a particularly flamboyant dancer on the floor below. Susan could slowly feel herself letting go and soon she was laughing heartily at almost everything Leo said. He was clearly enjoying her laughter, because he continued to whisper things in her eyes. Things that sometimes made her laugh and sometimes sent arousal coursing through her veins. It was amazing, and for a brief moment, it almost felt normal, like they weren’t two people locked in a complicated and often contentious marriage. When their glasses were empty again, Leo leaned closer, his eyes intent on hers.“Dance wi
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Susan blinked. So he was serious? Was their marriage even worth celebrating? Out loud, she asked, “Go out? Where?”“Anywhere you want. Just to have some fun.”She narrowed her eyes at him, searching his face for hidden motives. “I’m not really in the mood, Leo.”He shrugged, unfazed. “Then let me change that. How about somewhere familiar? My club, The Summit?”Susan paused. The Summit wasn’t exactly her idea of a relaxing evening, but it was better than sitting in awkward silence at the dining table or a long, restless night alone in her room.After a moment, she sighed. “Fine. I’ll go.”Leo’s lips curved into a satisfied smile, and he straightened. “Good. Wear the necklace.”Susan hesitated, her hand instinctively brushing against her collarbone. “Why does it matter so much to you?”“It’ll look good on you,” he said simply, his tone leaving no room for argument.Her eyes locked with his for a moment, a silent battle of wills passing between them. Finally, she nodded, her voice soft b
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Susan cringed. Leo had strolled out of his bedroom, positively re-energised by the completeness of her surrender. And she had smiled dizzily back at him with what lingering energy remained to her, possessed of an utterly appalling belief that Leo was so incredibly wonderful that she was blessed above all other living women. Passion killed her intelligence. In bed, she didn't think with Leo, she merely functioned like some sort of passion toy, programmed solely to give and receive pleasure. And she didn't think she could blame her response on anything else anymore. It was that simple. She was still madly in love with Leo, falling like a brick from the top of a high building, her feelings rushing faster and faster as she headed for sure and certain devastation when she hit the ground. Now she knew why it hurt when Leo accused her of being a liar. She knew why she hadn't had the strength to fight him off. On a deep atavistic level she wanted Leo any way she could get him.Why? How coul
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“Here I am,” he said with such staggering self-assurance, as if she could not fail to be grateful to win such a prize. “After all, you fought back like an Amazon warrior,” Leo told her thickly, his dark head lowering inch by inch. “You ignored me, you ignored it all and the more you ignored what I was doing, the more I seethed... I discovered that the one thing I cannot stand is to be ignored.”She didn't know what he was talking about. He appeared to be suggesting that her avoidance of him had been part of some sly, manipulative female plot to attract him and his unquenchable ego took to that idea like a duck to water. On the brink of acidly disabusing him of that notion, her parted lips met on a shocking collision course with his.Leo groaned against her mouth and possessed it again with renewed vigour and a force of hunger that ran a scorching blaze of heat right down to her toes and back up again. She fought the effect, concentrating her mind on the picture of herself pregnant and
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Susan reddened but pressed on, her sole ambition to show him that they need not participate in sexual intimacy simply to produce another child. She marvelled that Leo appeared so ignorant of such processes. Then all of a sudden she registered that it was not ignorance that had silenced Leo but a kind of unholy and incredulous fascination backed by rather daunting signs of gathering rage. A dark tide of blood had flushed his features, a tiny muscle tugging relentlessly at the corner of his eloquent mouth.“You have to be out of your mind to suggest such a thing to me!” he told her rawly.“Leo... if we could for once move away from this macho conditioning of yours and talk about this sensibly, you might see that it is actually a very sane solution to the problem.”Leo strode forward and pulled her up out of her seat with two powerful hands. “There's no problem. My children are not going to be conceived in a test tube and that has nothing to do with my "macho conditioning",” he spelt out
