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But now that Juliana Richardson was returning to Zakhar, it was no longer just the king he had to worry about Unless he could find some way to keep Juliana away from Andre, or keep Andre away from Juliana, Juliana—sweet, beautiful Juliana—would have to die There was really no other option

Juliana put away the script she’d been studying and buckled her seat belt at the flight attendant’s announcelanced at Maddie Treister, her ad peacefully in the first-class seat next to her, but since her seat belt was already fastened Juliana didn’t feel the need to waken her yet Her gaze slid across the aisle and she saw Dirk DeWinter buckling up He’d already let his hair grow out into the shaggy length worn by men in the sixteenth century, and he’d dyed it several shades lighter than his usual brown pelt to ’s Ransom

He wasn’t wearing the green-tinted contact lenses yet, but she kneould He was a stickler for authenticity, just as she was, and he would have worn them even if they hadn’t been required because it would help make him “feel the part” Like hie her eye color from violet to pale blue, but at least she hadn’t had to dye her hair—the two paintings of Queen Eleonora that had survived through the years showed her with long raven tresses similar to Juliana’s own

She sot his brilliant s smile that had won him millions of female fans the world over But Dirk was a man’s man, too, despite his movie star looks His appeal was universal Men wanted to be like hi, heroic and utterly irresistible to women Women just wanted him But at thirty-four, five years Juliana’s senior, he was quietly, steadfastly faithful to his wife of twelve years, Sabrina, the lovely blonde who sat in theseat next to hilimpse of Zakhar

Dirk was one of Juliana’s fewthe tiny handful of men who’d never tried to seduce her Probably the only lamorous facade Dirk and Sabrina were the only people besides Marty who knew Juliana was dreading the return to Zakhar But even they didn’t knohy There were secrets in Zakhar she wanted to keep, even from her best friends

“Did you sleep at all?” Dirk asked her, his knowing gaze sweeping over the faint shadows beneath her eyes

“Not much” She’d finally dozed off shortly after dawn, but then she’d woken with a start, her heart pounding, hearing words she’d heard in her head many ti words Lying words

“Didn’t think so And that’s not you You can usually sleep anywhere Reo? No one else could sleep in that searing ovenexcept you”

Dirk knowsShe’d starred opposite hi the action-adventure flick set in Death Valley, San Francisco and Hong Kong—another hit for both of the for a sequel, although so far Dirk had refused “No way,” he’d told Juliana in private “There’s nothing new that can be revealed about those characters” And on his sage advice Juliana had refused, too

Dirk had never steered her wrong He’d been responsible for her big break in Hollywood right fro the producers of her first movie to take a chance on an unknown He’d already been a major star then—the marquee name that could sell a movie all on his own, so the producers had acceded to his wishes Dirk had seen Juliana’s screen test, had seen so in her that he kneould click with him on-screen, and after they’d talked in person he’d picked her over already established stars to play the heartbreakingly fragile Tessa opposite his Terry O’Dare in the movie adaptation of the runaway bestseller Jetsam

Dirk’s instincts hadn’t played him false They had sizzled on the screen for a variety of reasons, not the least of which was Juliana’s petite stature next to his robust fraile fe masculinity

Now they were being paired up again for King’s Ransom, and she knehy the producer had wanted both of theht up there with Tracy and Hepburn, Bogart and Bacall Only more intense And since movies had become more explicit since the heyday of those couples, even