away
from Stephane’s hands and he was forced to let go of
her. She scrabbled around for the towel which he gallantly helped her with before Maxine got
through the door.
“Oh I see you are busy,” Maxine grinned noticing the flush of
arousal on Mara’s cheeks and her state of undress.
“I will see you both downstairs,” Stephane announced formally lamenting the end of his intimate encounter with his captive
and left the room.
Chapter Seven
Maxine rushed over to Mara who was sitting back down, frantically
pretending to finish her makeup to hide her trembling hands. If Maxine hadn’t come in and stopped
them she and Stephane would have been making
love. How could she have been so
stupid? She had no control of herself or her emotions anymore. Whenever he was
near her, touching her, her body acted of its own accord. Her emotions turned and betrayed her
determination not to surrender to him. Unexpectedly she began to cry.
“Mara, what’s wrong? Did
he say something to you?”
She shook her head and turned into her friend’s embrace, resting her
head on Maxine’s supportive shoulder.
“I’m so tired Maxine. I
don’t know how long I can keep this constant warfare with Stephane and . . .”
“The fact that you are falling in love with him,” Maxine finished
for her.
There was no answer just more tears. Maxine sought to distract her and
quizzed her about the necklace marveling at the diamonds and pearls,
speculating on their priceless value.
“It’s lovely isn’t it. It was his Grandmother’s. He told me I had to wear it.”
“Of course he did, cherie and you are quite rightly going to oblige him.”
Mara laughed at Maxine’s mischievous tone.
“Come on we have to get that corset on. The old housekeeper got me one for you
this morning.”
Mara allowed Maxine to help her dress and squealed when she pulled
the corset so tight she almost cut her circulation off.
“Are you going to try and eat something tonight, Mara. I am getting really worried. You are starting to look too thin. It isn’t good for you. You’ll lose your sexy curves.”
“I’ll try. It just seems
that I have no appetite at the moment. I feel sick every time I eat. It started back in London along with the
dizziness. I have too much on my
mind.”
Mara stepped into the dress and waited for Maxine to zip it up.
“It fits,” she smiled swirling about in front of the full length mirror.
“Mara, don’t you know men? They have an eye for measurements,
especially female ones. They devote
much attention to it,” Maxine chastised fiddling with the skirt. “And Stephane certainly has an eye for what suits you. You look beautiful in that dress especially with those pearls and diamonds
glittering. He won’t be able to
resist you.”
Mara tightened her lip but declined to pass any comment.
“You look gorgeous in that dress, Maxine. As usual the men won’t be able to resist
you.’
Her friend giggled admiring herself in the mirror. Mara began to walk to the door and
stopped suddenly feeling her sore ankle wrench.
“I feel so helpless like this. I wish I could get over that wall. Please Maxine won’t you try?”
“Don’t start that again.”
“Lets just try and enjoy the evening. Maybe we can get someone to help us.”
Stephane was
talking to some guests who had just arrived. The males in the party had suddenly
become distracted watching something moving on the stairs. He turned to follow their eyes and took
a breath. The vision of scarlet
satin so in tune with Mara’s fiery personality appeared before him.
He had spent a lot of time envisaging the moment. With a certain pride he was aware that
every man in the room was watching Mara’s movement causing the women to frown
and purr with
from Stephane’s hands and he was forced to let go of
her. She scrabbled around for the towel which he gallantly helped her with before Maxine got
through the door.
“Oh I see you are busy,” Maxine grinned noticing the flush of
arousal on Mara’s cheeks and her state of undress.
“I will see you both downstairs,” Stephane announced formally lamenting the end of his intimate encounter with his captive
and left the room.
Chapter Seven
Maxine rushed over to Mara who was sitting back down, frantically
pretending to finish her makeup to hide her trembling hands. If Maxine hadn’t come in and stopped
them she and Stephane would have been making
love. How could she have been so
stupid? She had no control of herself or her emotions anymore. Whenever he was
near her, touching her, her body acted of its own accord. Her emotions turned and betrayed her
determination not to surrender to him. Unexpectedly she began to cry.
“Mara, what’s wrong? Did
he say something to you?”
She shook her head and turned into her friend’s embrace, resting her
head on Maxine’s supportive shoulder.
“I’m so tired Maxine. I
don’t know how long I can keep this constant warfare with Stephane and . . .”
“The fact that you are falling in love with him,” Maxine finished
for her.
There was no answer just more tears. Maxine sought to distract her and
quizzed her about the necklace marveling at the diamonds and pearls,
speculating on their priceless value.
“It’s lovely isn’t it. It was his Grandmother’s. He told me I had to wear it.”
“Of course he did, cherie and you are quite rightly going to oblige him.”
Mara laughed at Maxine’s mischievous tone.
“Come on we have to get that corset on. The old housekeeper got me one for you
this morning.”
Mara allowed Maxine to help her dress and squealed when she pulled
the corset so tight she almost cut her circulation off.
“Are you going to try and eat something tonight, Mara. I am getting really worried. You are starting to look too thin. It isn’t good for you. You’ll lose your sexy curves.”
“I’ll try. It just seems
that I have no appetite at the moment. I feel sick every time I eat. It started back in London along with the
dizziness. I have too much on my
mind.”
Mara stepped into the dress and waited for Maxine to zip it up.
“It fits,” she smiled swirling about in front of the full length mirror.
“Mara, don’t you know men? They have an eye for measurements,
especially female ones. They devote
much attention to it,” Maxine chastised fiddling with the skirt. “And Stephane certainly has an eye for what suits you. You look beautiful in that dress especially with those pearls and diamonds
glittering. He won’t be able to
resist you.”
Mara tightened her lip but declined to pass any comment.
“You look gorgeous in that dress, Maxine. As usual the men won’t be able to resist
you.’
Her friend giggled admiring herself in the mirror. Mara began to walk to the door and
stopped suddenly feeling her sore ankle wrench.
“I feel so helpless like this. I wish I could get over that wall. Please Maxine won’t you try?”
“Don’t start that again.”
“Lets just try and enjoy the evening. Maybe we can get someone to help us.”
Stephane was
talking to some guests who had just arrived. The males in the party had suddenly
become distracted watching something moving on the stairs. He turned to follow their eyes and took
a breath. The vision of scarlet
satin so in tune with Mara’s fiery personality appeared before him.
He had spent a lot of time envisaging the moment. With a certain pride he was aware that
every man in the room was watching Mara’s movement causing the women to frown
and purr with
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