beg him to stop, but the words wouldnât come out.
Leo wasnât finished. âMy father was so consumed it cost us our relationship. And it cost him his first wife. I grew up too fast and too young, aware of a terrible sense of injustice and a need to put things right. So while you were going to school, making friends, living your life here in your home, I was on the other side of the world, wondering how things might have been if my father and grandmother hadnât been forced out of their own country. Wondering if I might then have had a father who was present, not absent. Wondering what we had done to deserve this awful slur on our name. Do you have any idea what itâs like to grow up being reminded that you donât belong somewhere every single day by your own family? Like youâve no right to put down roots?â
Angel shook her head. She didnât think heâd appreciate hearing about how lonely sheâd felt when her father had sent her to a remote and ultra-conservative catholic boarding school in the wilds of the west of Ireland. Somehow she didnât think that even the worst of her experiences there would come close to what Leo had described.
She felt hollow inside. âPlease, will you just tell me what it is you want or let me go?â
Leo sat forward, elbows on his knees, glass held casually between long fingers. Supremely at ease, as if he hadnât just related what he had.
âItâs quite simple, really. I wanted you the moment I saw you, and I want you now.â His lip curled. âDespite knowing who you are.â
Angel could feel her mouth opening and closing like an ineffectual fish. âYou donât. You canât.â
In a flooding of panic, Angel stood up. She carefully placed the glass down on a nearby table and hoped Leo wouldnât notice how badly her hand was trembling.
Leo stood too, and they faced each other across the expanse of a few feet.
âSit down, Angel, weâre not finished yet.â
Angel shook her head mutely, feeling the world start to constrict around her. Leo shrugged as if he didnât care. She tried desperately to block out the way he looked so intimidatingly huge opposite her.
âYouâre going to pay me back for everything youâve done to me, and you will do it in my bed. As my mistress.â
Angel nearly burst out laughing, the need to release some of her pent-up panic almost emerging as hysteria. It faded, though, when she saw the look on his face. Her belly quivered.
âYouâre serious.â
âOf course Iâm serious. I donât joke about things like this.â
A pulse beat in his jaw, making Angelâs belly clench.
âDo you think Iâm so naive as to assume your father is just going to roll over and take whatâs coming to him? I want you, and I want to keep you close, where I can see youâ away from your father and his machinations. If that heat between us is anything to go by, I donât imagine itâll be unpleasant for either of us.â
Angelâs belly quivered even more strongly and she felt slightly faint.
âYou want to sleep with me?â
His mouth quirked dangerously. âAmong other things.â
âButâ¦â
âBut nothing. Everyone saw you and I at that party. I am not about to let you capitalise on that now that Iâm back. Not to mention tonightâs fiasco. Youâre a danger and a threat. Youâve had the audacity to come into my home twice, and now youâll pay for it.â
âBut my fatherââ She stopped. He will kill me , Angel thought, with a mounting dread that had been born long, long ago.
Leo waved a hand in an abrupt gesture of insult. âYour father I donât much care about. Iâm hoping itâll cause him the maximum amount of humiliation when he sees his precious eldest daughter taken as mistress by his enemy. Everyone will know exactly why you are
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