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Tilda, who had only flown a couple of tirip on the ar?’ she asked, shaking her pale blond head in bewilder and I already feel like I’m on trial’

Rashad surveyed her with lustrous dark eyes of suspicion He could not recall when he had last co his tely innocent enquiry But the very fact that she had contrived to hoe of it convinced hi

‘Why did you tip off the press about our travel plans?’

Tilda blinked, letting the rae flashed through her ‘Now just you listen here,’ she gasped, struggling to undo her seat belt with furious hands

Rashad crouched down on a level with her ‘No, you listen,’ he urged soft and low and deadly in warning ‘If you shout, you will be overheard and you will embarrass my staff Impertinence and discourtesy are much disliked in Bakhar’

Fit to be tied, Tilda trerin ‘You’re the only person who makes me feel like this-’

Rashad undid the seat belt that had defeated her with a deft flick of one hand and subjected her to the full assault of his stunning dark golden eyes ‘You are strong-willed I’m the only person who stands up to you’

Tilda scrambled up and took herself over to the other side of the cabin Her oval face flushed, she spun round again before he could remind her that it was rude to turn her back on him ‘You’re also the only person who continually et of unjust accusations Surely that is some excuse for a loss of temper?’ she whispered back at him vehemently, her hands balled into fists of restraint by her side ‘I’ve never had any contact with the press I haven’t a clue about how to go about tipping them off, either’

Rashad dealt her a sizzling appraisal ‘I cannot accept that Five years ago the paparazzi barely knew of my existence and my association with you was never revealed in print But today, even though I have never yet appeared in public with you, the paparazzi aiting for your arrival They have already identified you and made reference to our past acquaintance Who else could have whetted their appetite with such details?’

‘Hoould I know? It wasn’t me!’ Tilda protested

‘Sooner or later, you will have to tell me the truth,’ Rashad delivered with hard resolve ‘Lies are at all times unacceptable to me’

Tilda ground her teeth together ‘I’ to you Why would I tip off the press? Do you think I’ myself to be flown out to your country?’

‘Enough,’ Rashad shot at her in a warning growl,so exquisitely beautiful while she went for hiress But he meant every word that he had spoken He would not settle for lies She had strength and intelligence He was convinced that if he was tough enough with her, those virtues would rise nearer the surface

Tilda picked a seat as far away from him as she could Silence fell, and it was a silence laden with angry tension A sun of i to hi was her fault and now she couldn’t even shout at him Where was the justice in that? How dared he blame her for the level of press interest in his fast-lane life with et the brass neck to continually take the round? In comparison she lived a life of unblemished virtue So, she wasn’t perfect? So what! Was he?

Telance ‘Do you really think that I have any wish to be publicly known as your trollop?’