“Sold! To Sebastian Allanti for fifty thousand dollars.” The hand-carved nineteenth-century ebony gavel banded in scrolled silver sparkled beneath the spotlight like the flash of a photographer’s camera as the auctioneer hit the block upon the podium. A resonating sharp crack ended the bidding on the current item.
Eve held her breath, her eyes going wide as she watched Sebastian make his way to the stage. There comes a time in a woman’s life when she sees a man and knows, just knows, he’s the one who will be her downfall. Even if she thinks he’s ultimately the wrong one, like reaching for another piece of delicious dark chocolate that your waistline doesn’t need, but you simply don’t possess the will power to resist. She could feel it in every pore of her body, an argument of emotions–the clash of bitter and sweet, thick smooth decadence. Temptingly taboo. In this case it was a feral recognition; for Eve it was primitive fatal attraction.
Too easily her nipples beaded to sharp points against the bodice of her low-cut dress, breasts engorged, and the cream gathering between her legs. The blood running through her veins like raw ore heated by a master craftsman’s hands. Virgin or not, the signs were all there. He was the one she’d waited for–all this time, all the men who had passed through her life. The man she’d waited for just had to be one of the most notorious millionaire playboys in Seattle. It would be like an amateur lion-tamer presented with a panther from the wilds. A tempting challenge, but one that could turn deadly.
Eve studied the winner as he leaned over the table and then flipped open the black leather checkbook. Eve’s fingers curled tightly as she studied Sebastian Allanti’s long tanned fingers curled around the black-and-gold pen. Elegant, well-manicured hands. Yet she just caught the hint of a reddened scratch or two across the backs of his hands. Eve knew from the newspapers that he worked hard, wasn’t afraid of getting his hands dirty, but he liked to play just as hard. There were stories of his exploits.
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Betrayal of Trust
RomanceEve Jennings Allanti, manager of the Fontaine Winery, is estranged from her Italian husband, Sebastian Allanti, head of the American operations for the Allanti family restaurant business. A breakdown in trust has occurred that Eve feels cannot be h...
