Page 36 of His Two Hidden Masks

“I should have told you my family owned the Mia Sorella,” I said, wanting to get ahead of him.

“Yes, you should have,” Dylan said. “If I had known that you were Bella Uzano, I would never have taken you back to my bed.”

Every hair on my body, every inch of me stood at attention.

“I would have taken you somewhere else.” He winked.

“Seriously?” James sighed.

“No, I would not have taken you back to my room,” Dylan said, his voice lowering. “I may not be the upstanding citizen that my older brother is, but even I know that sleeping with you was a bit messy.”

“It was,” I said. “I have half a mind to tell my father about all of this.”

I was bluffing. No way was I going to run to my father like a child. Besides, I hardly thought he’d be thrilled that I’d slept with one of our future business partners.

“We are in business already,” James said.

“Not yet,” I reminded him. “I dissented.”

Dylan’s eyes went wide.

“Oh, didn’t he tell you? I dissented, which means the Board must wait five days, and there will be a second vote.”

“Which will be approved,” James said. “All your little stunt did was delay the inevitable.”

“There is no need to escalate this, Bella,” Dylan said, his sly smile telling me he knew I was bluffing. “We were both consenting and very satisfied adults.”

James appeared nonplussed as he took a big sip of his champagne. I wondered how many other tricky situations his devilish brother had gotten him into.

“I still deserve answers,” I said.

“Agreed,” Dylan said. “Ask me questions.”

“Why did you do it?”

“Okay, why did I do it? Let me break this down. I slept with you because you are gorgeous, your curves are magnificent, you are hot as fuck, and goddamn if it wasn’t some of the best sex I have ever had.”

The best sex he had ever had. How was that possible? He looked and fucked like a man who had a lot of good sex. James raised his eyebrows, his focus still on his cell phone.

“Oh, my God.” My internal temperature skyrocketed. This was a flattering, but embarrassing, discussion.

“You asked,” Dylan said, shrugging. “What else?”

“Why did you lie?”

“Easy. I said I was James, because I do that sometimes. It’s a twin thing. We got into the habit of switching names in university.”

“I got into the habit?” James glanced up.

“And it just came out and it was too late,” Dylan continued. “And I was just as surprised as you to learn that your family is the reason we are here.”

James sighed. “For fuck’s sake, Dylan. If you had read the brief, you would have recognized Isabella last night.”

“Recognized me?” I said, swallowing.

“We do due diligence on all of our acquisitions, which includes reviewing key executives, including family members,” James said. “My dear brother had a brief, which he ignored. If he had done as I asked, he would have seen the photos of your family.”

“Who are you people?” I said, looking between these two gorgeous men.

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