The Demetrios Virgin by Penny Jordan Page B

street.
    â€˜Yannis will walk back with you to your car and wait there with you until your driver returns.’
    â€˜Really, there’s no need for that,’ Saskia protested, but her new-found friend was determinedly insistent.
    â€˜There really is no need for you to come with me,’ she told the driver once they were out of earshot of the older man. ‘I would much rather you stayed with your employer. He looked quite poorly when I saw him in the street.’
    To her relief, as she finished speaking she saw that her own driver was getting out of Andreas’s car.
    â€˜See, there is no need to come any further,’ she smiled in relief, and then frowned a little before saying anxiously to him, ‘Your employer…It is none of my business I know…but perhaps a visit to a doctor…’ She paused uncertainly.
    â€˜It is already taken care of,’ the driver assured her. ‘But he…What do you say? He does not always take anyone’s advice…’
    His calmness helped to soothe Saskia’s concern and ease her conscience about leaving the older man. He was plainly in good hands now, and her own driver was waiting for her.

CHAPTER SIX
    S ASKIA darted a brief look at Andreas, catching back her gasp of pleasure as she stared out of their plane and down at the blue-green of the Aegean Sea beneath them.
    He had been frowning and preoccupied when they had met up at the airport, not even asking her if she had enjoyed her sightseeing trip, and now with every mile that took them closer to his home and family Saskia could feel her tension increasing. It seemed ironic, when she reflected on how she had dreamed of one day spending a holiday in this part of the world, that now that she was actually here she was far too on edge to truly appreciate it.
    The starkness of Andreas’s expression forced her to ask, more out of politeness than any real concern, she was quick to assure herself, ‘Is something wrong? You don’t look very happy.’
    Immediately Andreas’s frown deepened, his gaze sweeping her sharply as he turned to look at her.
    â€˜Getting in some practice at playing the devoted fiancée?’ he asked her cynically. ‘If you’re looking for a bonus payment, don’t bother.’
    Saskia felt a resurgence of her initial hostility towards him.
    â€˜Unlike you, I do not evaluate everything I do by how I can best benefit from it,’ Saskia shot backfuriously. ‘I was simply concerned that your meeting hadn’t gone very well.’
    â€˜You? Concerned for me? There’s only one reason you’re here with me, Saskia, and we both know that isn’t it.’
    What did he expect? Saskia fumed, forcing herself to bite back the angry retort she wanted to make. He had, after all, blackmailed her into being here with him. He was using her for his own ends. He had formed the lowest kind of opinion of her, judged her without allowing her the chance to defend herself or to explain her behaviour, and yet after all that he still seemed to think he could occupy the higher moral ground. Why on earth had she ever felt any sympathy for him? He and Athena deserved one another.
    But even as she formed the stubborn angry thought Saskia knew that it wasn’t true. She had sensed a deep coldness in Athena, a total lack of regard for any kind of emotion. Andreas might have done and said many things she objected to, but there was a warmly passionate side to him…a very passionate side, she acknowledged, trembling a little as she unwillingly remembered the kiss he had given her…Even though it had merely been an act, staged for Athena’s benefit he had still made her feel— connected at a very deep and personal level. So much so, in fact, that even now, if she were to close her eyes and remember, she could almost feel the hard male pressure of his mouth against her own.
    â€˜As a matter of fact my meeting did not go