Javiers gaze sharpened. You understand that, due to the delay in getting this signed, the cooling-off period will no longer apply? This contract, once signed, will be final and binding.
Her fingers started to curl into her palms. Inhaling deeply, she placed them on the cool surface of the table and strove for composure. Yes. I really dont see why were going over this again. My lawyers have explained everything to me. Im ready to sign your document. All I need, Mr Santino, is a pen.
If shed been expecting a reaction, Carla realised she would be sorely disappointed. His gaze flicked with almost cruel lack of interest from her to his lawyers. An imperious nod, and the documents were produced and laid out before them. An elegant ball pen bearing his name arrived before her.
Shakily, she picked it up, signed and countersigned where indicated. The contracts were witnessed and exchanged. And her fate was sealed.
She would become the exclusive face of carefully selected J Santino products, called upon for advertising campaigns and publicity events whenever he chose.
It was done. With any luck, she could now negotiate further time with the bank back in Tuscany and save her family home. Not that itd ever been a real home. These days it was more a showpiece property for her father to bask in the success he claimed she wouldnt have achieved without him.
But it was the only remaining roof over her head. The New York condo was gone, as was the chalet in Switzerland. Everything was gone.
Carla set the pen down and stood. Thank you for your time, Mr Santino. Now if youll excuse us
Youre not free to go just yet, Miss Nardozzi.
Her breath stumbled as Javier rose with fluid grace.
She stared up at him, meeting that stony expression once more. What...what more could we possibly have to discuss?
A tight smile pursed his lips. Its confidential. Come into my office. His gaze flicked over the tables occupants in a dismissive glance. Alone.
Without waiting for a response, he headed for a set of double doors opposite from where shed entered.
Her palms grew hot and she fought the urge to rub them against her thighs. Every instinct screamed at her to get up and walk out. Shed made it this far relatively unscathed. Shed seen Javier again, withstood his imposing presence, heard his voice, inhaled that singularly unique scent without losing her composure. What shed dreaded most was over.
Yet she couldnt move.
Now, Miss Nardozzi, Javier insisted in cutting tones.
The atmosphere shifted again, men in expensive suits fidgeting beneath ricocheting tension.
Carla, her fathers warning tone rumbled over her.
She ignored him, looking past him to the doors that led to freedom. Could Javier stop her from leaving? From retreating back to that numb place where she was marginally cocooned from pain and betrayal?
Yes. Because she was now bound to him, a contracted employee who couldnt refuse reasonable requests.
Swallowing the hysterical laugh that rose in her throat, she stood, ignoring the collective muted sighs of relief that floated round the table.
Carla entered Javiers office and drew to a stunned stop. Unlike the rest of his companys workspace, this was an unapologetically masculine domain. From the massive walnut desk and throne-like armchair set back against a solid wall, to the studded black sofas grouped around a glass and gold TV and entertainment centre on one side, the space shrieked a dominance that made her flesh tighten with acute premonition.
But no.
So far Javier had been cold and brutally businesslike. Uninterested in her, other than as another financial asset for his company. She had nothing to fear.
Behind her the door swung shut, followed by another distinct click.
Her gaze flew to Javier, to the tiny remote in his hand. A second later, he flung the control away, then advanced towards her with slow, precise strides. Her breath uselessly trapped in her lungs, Carla tilted her head to meet his gaze and the blood rushed from her head in a dizzying surge.
Because those mesmeric eyes were no longer cold. No longer impersonal. A very specific, very dangerous light blazed in their depths. A light that threatened to stop her heart altogether.
At long last, here you are, he murmured.
The savouring, triumphant statement made every nerve in her body jump.
Here I am? What does that mean? she retorted, fully aware her voice was bled of any power.
He stepped closer, amplifying his power and might by a thousand degrees. It means I never thought this day would arrive. You wont believe how many times I nearly threw in the towel. But revenge is a dish best served cold. Isnt that what they say?
Ice filled her veins. Revenge?
He bent his head closer, as if sharing a salacious secret. Luckily, Im a very patient man, he whispered. I knew, sooner or later, I could count on you and your fathers greed to bring you back to the contract table.
Carlas mouth dropped open, her heart falling to her toes.
Dio mio. Her voice snagged on the words.
He leaned back and smiled. A pure evil smile that drew her dumbfounded gaze to his sensual lips. Sí, this is the expression Ive been waiting three years for.
Hed been scheming. Laying the perfect bait for her downfall. And like a lamb to the slaughter, shed walked right into his trap.
Just as shed been a weak, trusting lamb throughout her fathers machinations, childhood fears of abandonment unconsciously stalking her into adulthood so stealthily that she hadnt realised she was being taken advantage of until it was too late. Shed sacrificed herself for her father.
And now she was to be a sacrifice for Javier Santino.
A sheer wall of dread rose before her, every single brain cell frozen as she was caught in suspended animation.
From far away, she heard Javier speak but she couldnt rouse herself from the horror of her circumstances.
Firm hands caught her elbows. Eyes fringed by thick lashes narrowed. What is wrong with you, Carla? Or should I call you The Ice Princess? Isnt that what the media calls you? Youre certainly dressed for it.
Numbly, she glanced down at her white palazzo pantsuit. The jackets severely cut style opened at the elbows when she lifted her arms, and the sleeves dropped almost to the floor. Teamed with a white silk camisole and white stilettos, the ensemble broadcasted a cutting-edge style suitable for a woman at the top of her game. Or so the stylist had insisted when shed arrived with the clothes this morning. Staring at the get-up, she suddenly saw differently.
White, for innocent sacrificial lambs.
White, for fools.
The hysterical laughter shed tried to stem bubbled up from her chest and burst free. It sounded strange in the impressive, masculine room. But the crack in her self-control felt good.
So good she couldnt stop laughing.
Javier blinked, then jerked her once. Carla!
Laughter cut off like a light switch. I thought I was only Miss Nardozzi to you?
Puzzlement tracked over his face. Whats wrong with you? he demanded again.
What do you care? she flung at him.
I dont, except Id prefer not to have a conversation with a woman whos acting like a walking, talking zombie.
Right in this moment, I wish I were one.
Right in this moment, I wish I were one.
A dark frown clamped his brow. Excuse me?
Another bubble of laughter bursting free, she shook her head. You should see your face, Javier. Is this not going how you expected? Did you expect me to be a quivering idiot in the light of your revelation? Did youwhat are you doing? she screeched as strong arms lifted her off her feet.
In half a dozen strides he pinned her against a wall. They stared at each other for a charged, timeless second. Then someone moved. Her gasp was swallowed by the mouth that slanted over hers, the domineering possession so electrifyingly potent, every trace of numbness was instantly zapped from her body.
In its place raw, intense emotion flooded. Every sensation shed retreated from surged in a tidal wave of feeling, concentrating in that powerful connection of their fused lips. From one heartbeat to the next, they tore at each other. Tongues duelled, groans fought for supremacy, hands searched and groped. And Javier came out on top each time, his indomitable will pounding into her, into the kiss until she was a seething ball of sensation, ready to be done with as he pleased.
Gradually the other emotions receded, leaving her with a deep, decadent arousal shed only believed existed in her dreams. The realisation that it did not had her surging up on tiptoes, eager to experience more of it.
Javier deepened the kiss, his hands moulding her, his teeth nipping at her full lower lip. Powerful thighs parted hers and he planted himself firmly between them, the evidence of his arousal unmistakeable.
Dio, but he felt glorious. And he made her feel alive!
About to spike her hand through his hair, demand more, more, more, she was brought back to earth when her arms were wrenched from around his neck and pinned ruthlessly to her sides.
Do I have your attention now? he rasped.
White lamb. Sacrificial fool.
She glimpsed the menacing look in his eyes and her insides turned to useless jelly. Wh-what do you plan to do to me?
Teeth bared in a cruel smile, he dropped his head and rubbed the tip of his nose against hers in a gesture so divorced from affection, it staked a cold knife of fear in her heart.
Where would be the fun in laying it all out for you, Principessa? All you need to know is that by the time Im done with you, youll know that you should never have used me the way you did three years ago. Before Im done with you, Carla Nardozzi, youll get on your knees and beg my forgiveness.
CHAPTER ONE
One month later
SIR, I THINK youll want to turn on the TV.
And why would I want to do that? Javier Santino drawled, not lifting his head from the graphics spread on his desk. His designers had done an exemplary job, the sample bottles for the launch of his new and exclusive tequila line truly exquisite.
About to reach for the glossy image hed settled on, he paused when his PA rushed to the far side of the room and grabbed the remote.
Javier sighed. Had she not been ruthlessly efficient, he wouldnt have forgiven her occasional bouts of excitable behaviour. Making a mental note to crush that tiny irregularity out of her, he turned from the view of Manhattan spread beyond his corner-office window and watched her flick on the TV.
You asked the PR department to alert you if and when any of our clients make the news. They just called. Carla Nardozzi is on every channel.
Javier froze.
In all his nearly thirty-three years, only two names had possessed the power to stop his breath. For the first three decades of his life, itd been his fathers name. The day after his thirtieth birthday, Carla Nardozzis had joined the list. Both names sent icy chills of rage down his spine. Both robbed him of the ability to speak.
Three years after the event, his brief dalliance with Carla and how itd ended still stuck between his ribs like the sharpest stiletto. As much as he detested himself for his weakness, hed never been able to put it behind him.
It didnt matter that he knew why. The fact that hed been unable to do anything about it angered him even more. In the grand scheme of things, Carla Nardozzi should be forgettable. A blip in his memory that shouldnt be worth his time or effort.
And yet all efforts to consign her to the ex to forget pile had been fruitless. Hed even gone as far as to pull her further into his orbit, just so he could tackle this particular thorn in his side once and for all.
That will be all, Shannon, he forced out, his gaze on the pictures flickering on the muted screen. He didnt recognise the building the paparazzi were crowded in front of, but the medical vehicles flashing past had him striding across the room.
His PAs retreat barely registered as Javier activated the sound.
Miss Nardozzis condition has now been downgraded from critical to serious but stable. Doctors are monitoring her closely following her awakening from her brief medically induced coma and shes responding well to treatment at this top medical facility in Rome.
To recap events, Carla Nardozzi was airlifted from her fathers estate and training facility in Tuscany following a fall during training. Unconfirmed allegations suggest the world number one figure skaters trainer, Tyson Blackwell, is being questioned by authorities following the accident...
Javier flung the remote down. Shannon!
The door opened a second later. Yes, sir?
Tell my pilot to ready my jet. We leave for Rome immediately.
Of course.
Before the door had shut, he was picking up his phone. He knew the number by heart, although these days his dealings with Draco Angelis were more business than pleasure. The reason for it pierced another jagged blade of anger through him. Javier gritted his teeth as he pressed the receiver to his ear.
Youve heard the news, the deep voice rumbled.
When did this happen and why wasnt I informed immediately? Javier snapped.
Cool it, amigo. Ive had my hands a little full on this side of town, Draco responded.
Javiers ire didnt abate. You have people in place to ensure the right parties know whats going on. I should be at the top of your list of people to communicate with when it comes to Carla Nardozzi.
A brief, pregnant pause. Agreed. You wouldve been informed before the hour was out. You just beat me to it.
For the sake of our continued working relationship, Ill choose to believe that.
Draco exhaled. Is there anything else going on here I should know about, Santino?
Javier reined himself in with effort, tightening his control on the emotions rumbling beneath his skin. This was business. Nothing else. Aside from the fact that Ive invested several million dollars in your client and am about to invest several more? You think I should have to find out about her accident from the media? I dont appreciate being placed in a position where Im caught unawares by situations like these.
A deep sigh echoed down the line, and Javier got the impression that the formidable Draco Angelis had something on his mind. Point taken.
When did all this happen? Javier was aware of the distinct bite to his voice but he didnt soften his tone. Any hint of softness was seen as a sign of weakness. And hed sworn an oath a very long time ago never to be seen as weak or gullible.