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He was as handsoh It would be enough His money alone would be all he needed Sabela wouldn’t be able to resist that

Everything was set up for his success He held all the cards while Sabela’s hands were empty

Did she gasp when she set her gaze upon the chalet for the first tier and deeper, grabbing at the thinner en deprived from altitude and anticipation?

There was no way she wouldn’t be impressed

Would she recognize him? Of course not Despite the connection to her family, Sabela would never clue in to who Colin was

Their hoe city, yet Sabela wouldn’t remember who Colin used to be

Colin himself could barely remember

He headed to the front, hitting a switch along the way and turning on the stereo system A soft cello concerto filled the otherwise quiet space, romantic and broody

He stepped in front of theopen

Sabela walked inside, hesitant and frightened, her pretty face strained from the stress of travel, and undoubtedly from the situation itself

Her long, wavy dark hair was slightly tousled, sexy, and her h cheekbones stood out proolden-toned, brown skin glowed in the light, and her long slender neck was so se to kiss it And then the rest of her

His cock throbbed once, hard Another unwelcome development He scowled, displeased

Sabela barely reeting the young wo around her The housekeeper took Sabela’s coat and commented that she hoped Sabela liked it, since Marie had picked it out for her and sent it to be waiting at the airport for Sabela’s arrival

Sabela aze flickered around the hall, never pausing on one spot for long She looked as impressed and overwhelmed as he’d hoped she would

Though he tried unsuccessfully to avoid it, Colin surveyed Sabela’s body She was just his type: sht places

The pastel pink unifor in the pictures fros were shown off through her ripped jeans, and the sweater she had on hugged her breasts in just the right way

He looked back up at her eyes, deep brown and sparkling as she surveyed her surroundings A tiny worry line ran between her expressive brows It was good she orried She should be That had been the plan, after all

Once ave a throb of appreciation

Sabela was breathtaking in a way that not even the Swiss es could compare

Marie continued toher if her trip ell, if she’d been taken care of properly, if she’d wanted for anything, explained how Colin had demanded her every comfort be seen to On and on

Tihn was there for one purpose and one purpose only, and that was to fallin the plan about reciprocation, and there never would be Marie best get over the notion that Sabela

Sabela was a tool, and she would never be anything more

“I like the music,” Sabela said to the housekeeper, her voice low but steady

She had expressed a preference for the cello during her initial intervieith the representative of the false charity Colin had been pleasantly surprised The sweet, low notes of the cello had always appealed to him And he hadn’t been forced to snoop out new music as he’d anticipated

And that wasn’t the only thing he and Sabela had in co to her answers

He shook those kinds of thoughts from his head

Marie stood between the fro an aardness There was silence

Colin finally stepped forward “Ms Vaughn Welco tone

He expected her to hesitate, perhaps stutter a response Maybe she’d whisper, she’d be so frightened She wouldn’t be able to meet his eye

Instead, she , bell-like tone “I won’t say that it’s a pleasure, Mr Morgan, but I’ll thank you for your hospitality all the same”

What was this? Had she really dared to stand up to him?

She eyed hi his face in particular “Don’t I know you from somewhere?”

Chapter Nine

COLIN HARDENED HIS STANCE IF Sabela wasn’t going to be distracted by the scenery or his body, he was going to have to be fired on her cooperation, and if she pieced together who he was too soon, it would spell disaster