original language itself for all she knew.
Kadar spoke rapidly but she had no idea what he said. By the time the elevator reached the ground level, he had shut off his phone.
A moment later, her phone started ringing once again. She pulled it out of her purse and noticed that Rais was once again calling her. With another laugh, she pressed the ignore button, then dumped the phone back into her purse and stepped into the back seat of the black SUV. She had to wink at Kadar who looked at her as if she’d just lost her mind.
Was she really the only person who wasn’t afraid of Rais ? Well, that wasn’t exactly true. She was terrified of the man, but for a whole different reason. She smoothed the dress down over her knees and looked out the window. When she felt her phone vibrate, indicating that she’d just received a text message, she thought about ignoring it. But she wasn’t the type of person who could do that. Besides, it could be her boss or one of the vendors with a question or a problem.
With a groan of irritation, and no small amount of trepidation, she once again pulled her phone out and looked at the screen. Sure enough, it was from Rais and her fingers shook as she read the words, “Payback is hell.”
She bit her lip as she watched the city streets fly by. They came to the same building she and Rais had descended from several days ago and she actually hesitated to get out when Kadar held the door for her. It was all well and good to pull the tail of the tiger when he was far away. But in less than twenty minutes she would be up close and personal.
With wobbly knees, she stepped out, knowing she had a job to do. This wasn’t a pers onal visit . She wouldn’t even be around him most of the evening, she reminded herself. She would be supervising the vendors, looking through the meals in the kitchens, observing the bartenders and a myriad of different things.
She took a deep breath and stepped into the helicopter, taking a seat and nervously strapping on her seat belt. What could he do? She smiled and looked out the window. She had a great deal of work to do before the party began and he wasn’t even scheduled to arrive until a half hour before the event was to begin at which time she knew he would have to shower and change.
The helicopter set down fifteen minutes later and Rachel already had her clipboard out and was going over the details of the party. Her eyes skimmed the vans lined up on the driveway, pleased to note that the florist was already packing up, the caterer had arrived and looked like they’d been here for a while, security was setting up their own perimeter and everything seemed to be going smoothly. She walked in through the kitchen doorway, intentionally avoiding the main house just in case Rais had actually come back earlier than planned. She busied herself with her initial checklist but kept looking over her shoulder for the man in question.
After two hours, she was starting to relax. The caterer was finishing up with the last of the meal, the dining room was set with places for twenty people, the technician had the music all set for the evening, all she had to do was press a button. Wine was open, flowers were in place , wait staff had arrived and were getting instructions….
She was doing a final walk through of the dining room and living room when a strong arm wrapped around her waist, lifting her up and carrying her into the smaller library.
Rachel gasped at the first contact, but as soon as she realized it was Rais , she pressed her mouth closed, not wanting anyone else to realize that he’d grabbed her like this.
When the library door slammed closed behind him and he released her from his strong grip, she spun around, intending to give him a lecture on how to treat her. But the words never left her since he covered her mouth with his, kissing her hard while his hands pulled her skirt up, his knee sliding
Kadar spoke rapidly but she had no idea what he said. By the time the elevator reached the ground level, he had shut off his phone.
A moment later, her phone started ringing once again. She pulled it out of her purse and noticed that Rais was once again calling her. With another laugh, she pressed the ignore button, then dumped the phone back into her purse and stepped into the back seat of the black SUV. She had to wink at Kadar who looked at her as if she’d just lost her mind.
Was she really the only person who wasn’t afraid of Rais ? Well, that wasn’t exactly true. She was terrified of the man, but for a whole different reason. She smoothed the dress down over her knees and looked out the window. When she felt her phone vibrate, indicating that she’d just received a text message, she thought about ignoring it. But she wasn’t the type of person who could do that. Besides, it could be her boss or one of the vendors with a question or a problem.
With a groan of irritation, and no small amount of trepidation, she once again pulled her phone out and looked at the screen. Sure enough, it was from Rais and her fingers shook as she read the words, “Payback is hell.”
She bit her lip as she watched the city streets fly by. They came to the same building she and Rais had descended from several days ago and she actually hesitated to get out when Kadar held the door for her. It was all well and good to pull the tail of the tiger when he was far away. But in less than twenty minutes she would be up close and personal.
With wobbly knees, she stepped out, knowing she had a job to do. This wasn’t a pers onal visit . She wouldn’t even be around him most of the evening, she reminded herself. She would be supervising the vendors, looking through the meals in the kitchens, observing the bartenders and a myriad of different things.
She took a deep breath and stepped into the helicopter, taking a seat and nervously strapping on her seat belt. What could he do? She smiled and looked out the window. She had a great deal of work to do before the party began and he wasn’t even scheduled to arrive until a half hour before the event was to begin at which time she knew he would have to shower and change.
The helicopter set down fifteen minutes later and Rachel already had her clipboard out and was going over the details of the party. Her eyes skimmed the vans lined up on the driveway, pleased to note that the florist was already packing up, the caterer had arrived and looked like they’d been here for a while, security was setting up their own perimeter and everything seemed to be going smoothly. She walked in through the kitchen doorway, intentionally avoiding the main house just in case Rais had actually come back earlier than planned. She busied herself with her initial checklist but kept looking over her shoulder for the man in question.
After two hours, she was starting to relax. The caterer was finishing up with the last of the meal, the dining room was set with places for twenty people, the technician had the music all set for the evening, all she had to do was press a button. Wine was open, flowers were in place , wait staff had arrived and were getting instructions….
She was doing a final walk through of the dining room and living room when a strong arm wrapped around her waist, lifting her up and carrying her into the smaller library.
Rachel gasped at the first contact, but as soon as she realized it was Rais , she pressed her mouth closed, not wanting anyone else to realize that he’d grabbed her like this.
When the library door slammed closed behind him and he released her from his strong grip, she spun around, intending to give him a lecture on how to treat her. But the words never left her since he covered her mouth with his, kissing her hard while his hands pulled her skirt up, his knee sliding
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