Taken by the Greek Billionaire by Emma Shortt Page A

assessing look. “I stole
from you, Sebastian. Two hundred grand and you’re just….” She waved a hand,
unable to put her thoughts into words.
    “Letting you off?” he asked. “Hardly. You
know our deal. You stay with me from now on and we forget the theft ever
happened.”
    “That’s our deal? I thought it was until you tired or me.”
    He shifted, a scowl splitting his face. “Yes, that is what I meant.”
    “And then?”
    “And then you go on your way and I go mine and that is that.”
    “And I’m worth two hundred grand, am I?” she asked. “Fucking me for
however long is worth all that money?”
    He shrugged one perfect shoulder. “It is small change to me, Kleftisa . ”
    Small change . Penny glared, anger chasing through
her. Did he have any idea how insulting those words were? “Let’s get this over
and done with then.”
    Getting into her home presented no problems. The door frame was
hollow at the top, something they’d done not long after they moved in. Back
then they’d had one key only and they took it in turns to leave it in the
hollow. Besides it wasn’t as if they’d had anything worth stealing. No one in
their block did.
    The key was in her hand before Sebastian moved back and she turned
the lock, opening the flat up. It was dark, because obviously no one had been
back in a while. The plan was firm in all their minds. Once they left they did
not return until each of their missions were complete.
    Lyra . Rachel. How she wished she could see
them now. How she needed their comfort and advice. Because for the first time
Penny was thinking, really thinking, about the bargain she and Sebastian had
made.
    In the plush luxury of his home it seemed to make a weird sort of
sense. She’d seduced him and he’d seduced her. Because of it he was unable to
call the police and lock her up as he should have done. So what was left but to
keep her with him where he could find out her secrets and ensure she wasn’t
burglarizing anyone else? But the money. He’d given it
to her without so much as a murmur. He’d fucked her,
fed her, and then driven her out to spend the money she’d stolen from him! Only now was she realizing how odd it all was, how
little sense it made.
    Sebastian was a fine specimen of a man. Rich, good
looking, sexual dynamite. He had no need to pay women to share his bed,
so why in essence was he doing that with her? Why?
    She had to ask those questions. When he asked his she would have to
ask hers, whether she liked the answers or not.
    Her ID was in the bedroom and Penny left Sebastian where he was as
she went to gather it. The room was cold and musty after only a couple of days.
She shivered, running a hand along her bed as she bent down to gather the kit.
    “You share a room with your sisters?” His voice intruded on her
thoughts and Penny shot up, kit in hand.
    “Yes.”
    “How…odd.”
    He looked so out of place. His jeans were probably worth a month’s
rent. It pained Penny to see it. “I thought whilst I’m here I might as well
grab my clothes,” she said. After all she could hardly live in his sweats.
    He nodded. “That makes sense. Bring them all.”
    “All?”
    “Yes. You will need them.”
    “For a few days?”
    “I never said it would be a few days, Kleftisa . You assumed that. So
bring them all.”
    Not even wanting to ask about his time scales, Penny gathered her
jeans and tees and dumped them in her backpack. The ID followed and she zipped
it up. “I just need one more thing.”
    Sebastian trailed behind her as she headed for the main room where
the picture of she, Lyra , and Rachel was. The only
one they’d ever had taken, it sat pride of place on top of the aged fire place.
Framed in cheap glass, it was taken just over three months ago. The day they’d
handed in their notice at the chicken packaging plant. They’d gone out for a
little celebration and the picture had been taken by a roaming photographer.
Even though it had been an extravagance