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By Diana Palmer

It starts off as a funny story. Sabina is barely pretending to be engaged to her ally, millionaire Al Thorndon. Al talked her into the scheme to trick his older brother, Thorn. whilst Thorn accuses Sabina of being a gold digger, she laughs it off. She does not consider the repercussions--that Thorn will dig up her long-buried secrets and techniques. Revealing them will smash every little thing. yet she cannot permit her ally down, can she? Reissue.

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I always get my own way. " He sighed angrily. "Except with you. " Her eyes were lost in his. " she asked quietly. He nodded. "He's my brother. " His gaze silenced her. "He's the only thing I do love, so look out. You chose to ignore the warning I gave you. " she murmured, staring up at him. "Why don't you tell Al? "Not just yet," he replied, his eyes promising dark delights. "I'm going to bide my time. " His eyes were the coldest she'd ever seen. html almost picture him as a child. She'd have bet that he was a loner from the beginning, a quiet, confident child who wouldn't be pushed by anyone.

He traced his fingers over her soft cheek, down to the curve of her lips. He drew in a slow, heavy breath. "Skin like milk," he whispered. " Her eyelids felt heavy, her body felt weak. She looked up at him and couldn't look away. html He dropped his hand abruptly as if the contact with her skin was disturbing to him. "I'm not gentle," he said abruptly. "There's never been a woman who could make me gentle. I like it rough, and I don't hold anything back. And that's the last thing you need, cream puff.

Html "I told you at Al's party. " He scowled down at her. "A social drink isn't considered alcoholism" "I'm sure it isn't, and I'm not sitting in judgment," she assured him. " He shrugged. " she broke out. "Tulip," he repeated. His pale gaze wandered over her face, down to the deep, full red of her mouth. " "It must be some horrible reason," she said with resignation, sitting down. "I'm not a bad man," he said, towering over her as he moved to the side of her chair. " Her eyes searched his blue ones.

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