From the book
BLISS! Life could never get better than this.
Saskia Prentice allowed him to ease her naked body down amongst the soft pillows, her young heart swelling, her lips still humming and swollen from his latest kiss, every cell in her body tingling, plumped and primed in anticipation.
Moonlight stroked against the window, rippling through the silk curtains, turning his skin to satin and illuminating the room in a warm, lunar glow, as if even the heavens approved. And offering just enough light to look up into the dark depths of his eyes as he positioned himself over her. She melted, her body softening even more, as she looked into them.
The eyes of the man she loved. A moment of crystal-clear clarity pierced the pleasure fog surrounding her as his legs nestled into a welcome place between her own. Not quite eighteen, and already she'd found her soul mate, the one special man on this earth truly destined for her. There was no mistake. He was the one.And they would have years of loving together, years of feeling just like this.
How lucky could one woman get?
Then she stopped thinking and gave herself totally to the feeling of him pressing against her, wanting to feel him make her his own, wanting to welcome him inside her, compelling him to press harder to unite them and to end this desperate, urgent need...
Their eyes connected briefly as her body began to accept his, as their burning bodies began to meld.
"I love you," she whispered, putting in words what her heart already knew, her eyelids fluttering closed as she arched against him, urging him to break through that final stinging barrier, urging him to completion.
A second later the bed bucked and all pressure was gone. He was gone.
And cold air swept cruelly over the places he'd been. She opened her eyes, blinking in shock, searching for him. But already he was across the room and dragging on his jeans, throwing on a shirt. And his face was as bleak as the stormiest night, his eyes filled with the darkest savagery.
"Put something on. I'll order you a taxi." His voice was coarse and gravelly, and nothing like she'd ever heard before. She looked up at him in horror, feeling suddenly exposed and vulnerable and inadequate all at the same time.
"Alex? What's wrong?" "Tsou," he spat roughly, tossing his head back as if he was disgusted with himself. His eyes glinted in the moonlight, hard and cold as granite, as he threw her clothes at her on the bed. "This was a mistake."
She curled herself behind them as best she could, shame and humiliation flaming her exposed flesh. Was her innocence so much of a turn-off?
"Did I do something wrong? I'm sorry--" 'Get dressed!" he ordered, his words uncompromising, his voice unrecognisable. The voice of a stranger. "But...'Tears pricked at her eyes as she forced back the lump in her throat and fought her way into her clothes. "But why?"
In the half-light his face was all dark shadows and tight ridges, his muscled body moving with a tenseness tainted with something that simmered like hatred.
"Just get out!" he roared. "I don't do virgins!"
London--Eight years later
SUCCESS! Saskia Prentice breathed in that sweet smell as she approached the boardroom doors, the high of achievement fizzing in her veins.
In less than five minutes it would be official--she'd become editor-in-chief of the business magazine AlphaBiz.
And she'd worked so hard for this!
Twelve months of intense and sometimes bitterly fought competition with fellow...