Alisha, whom he’d just fired from work, was one example of how people betrayed his trust.

He’d decided to help her because she came from a poor family. And despite having a juvenile record, he had offered her a job. But she had first tried to get into his bed, and when thwarted, helped herself to his money. He had forgiven her once—let her off with a warning, but his patience ran out when she stole several thousand from him, again.

It wasn’t about the money but integrity.

He came to the club to speak with Alisha himself but coming here had been a mistake.

Stepping inside the club had been like stepping back in time because he was reminded of the night he’d met Raquel. Images of her filled his head—her smell, her touch, her taste flooded his senses, making his shaft jump to life, forcing him to admit that even after five weeks, he was unable to forget her.

With a sigh, he sat down.

“Come in,” he said, when there was a knock on the door. His heart slammed to a stop when he looked up and saw—Raquel!










Chapter Five

“What’re you doing here?”

Raquel shuddered at the steel in his voice, tarrying at the door, reluctant to step further inside the room.

Alexandre reminded her of a lion—regal and magnificent, all leashed power and pure animal magnetism. That night at the club, he’d been charming and indulgent. However today, he was anything but, with a glower marring his face and spearing her with a dark, enigmatic stare.

A tremor shook her as her core clenched with need.

He was breathtakingly handsome with his hair pulled back away from his face, thick brows shielding dark eyes which glittered dangerously. She’d forgotten how tall he was, and how broad his shoulders were. She remembered holding onto those massive shoulders as he thrust into her, remembered how he held her as she rode the wave of intense pleasure that had shattered her.

A night of intense pleasure and passion she would never forget.

A night that had resulted in...

Her eyes flew to meet his eyes, gulping when she caught him watching her intently. Fear snaked down her spine, and Raquel steeled herself for what was about to come.Be brave, she whispered to herself. She had to be brave—it was not just her life that was hanging in the balance, but her...

“How did you find me, Raquel?” His words reeked with suspicion, and she forced herself to stand up straight, and not slouch as was her habit.

Living with three ambitious and overachieving women—her mother and sisters—she’d often failed to be seen or heard. Being inconspicuous had become second nature to her, but today she couldn’t just melt into the background.

“I wasn’t sure how to find you,” she began, her words petering out when he scowled at her.