Page 47 of The Billionaire's Secret
I try to move past her, she plants an arm either side of the door frame. I pause, glance down at her, "Is there a problem?"
She frowns, "you tell me." She taps her foot on the floor, "Is there, Saint?"
Huh? "What do you mean?" I scowl.
"You treat her good." She lowers her voice. "You hear me?"
I meet her gaze, allow my features to take on an expression of sincerity. "Always." I raise my hand, "you can trust me to do what's right for her." I say honestly.
"Amelie." Victoria springs to her feet, then crosses the room. "You were leaving, weren’t you?"
"Was I?" Amelie frowns, then turns around.
Victoria nods, "Yes, you were."
Amelia takes in a breath, Victoria’s gaze widens, and Amelie tosses her head. "Fine, be like that, V, but you owe me."
Victoria’s mouth curves in a smile. Her features light up. I blink. She's fucking beautiful. I want her to smile like that at me. The hell am I thinking? I draw myself up to my full height.
Her green eyes twinkle, "I promise I’ll make it up to you." She says.
Amelie nods. She marches to the crowded table in the center of the room, and picks up a handbag. Turning, she moves toward me. "You better not hurt her."
"Amelie!" Victoria’s mouth falls open.
I chuckle, "I won’t do anything to her…"
Amelie frowns, then jerks her chin.
"I promise." I glance down at Amelie.
"I'll hold you to that." She scowls, then brushes past me.
I straighten, "Nothing that she doesn’t want me to, that is."
Victoria stiffens. "What was that?"
I saunter inside, "Oh, you heard me all right, so don’t pretend otherwise." The door closes behind me with a snick.
Victoria pales.
I prowl forward; she takes another step back.
I reach her and she stumbles to put space between us; her hip grazes the window sill. She stiffens.
"You afraid?"
She raises her head, "No."
I swoop down, grab her waist, and twirl her so she faces the window pane. She squeaks.
I lean in, slap my hands on either side of her, "I hate liars."
"I’m…" her breath hitches, "not lying."
I step back, so quickly she flinches. Then turn my body, so I am at right angles with her. "Last chance."
Her spine stiffens and she shoots me a glance. "Told you, I’m not."
