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‘Do you have an interest in creating opportunities for wounov?’ Bianca couldn’t keep the crispness fro of his jaw, or the glint of steel in his eyes Could he really be using the Di Sione Foundation as a way of speaking to her again? She’d made it clear her con, so

She clutched her folder tighter against her chest, unsure what it was about this man that made her feel nervous and also excited He’d unlocked so inside her, provoked her in a way no other man had, and her instant response was to defend herself But against what?

Already it was a sparring of words, just as it had been the first time he’d arrived in her office She’d put her reaction to hirandfather’s request, but wasn’t so sure any ht now that was the last thing she wanted to do

He didn’t take his eyes off her but she refused to look away, refused to give him even one tiny amount of power over her She’d learnt that trick early on in life—how to outwardly remain in control when inside she was all nerves and apprehension It was many years since a man had made her feel so uneasy, but it had never been quite like this Not that she’d ever allow the Russian billionaire to know that, not when he brought out her insecurities and vulnerabilities with just one glacial look

‘No But I do have an interest in you’ The ansas blatant and she aled to hold it back

Only once before had a man been so bold about his interest in her and she’d almost fallen for it Ten years on, the huht into the present by a man she instinctively didn’t trust, yet was drawn to, like a moth to an irresistible flame

What was it about hi out Life was far too busy at the e in such nonsense

‘I explained last week, Mr Dragunov, that I am not in a position to represent you or your co and his eyes narrowed slightly in suspicion, adding to his aura of power

‘I don’t believe that’ He ht a hint of his aftershave, as strong and do as the man himself

She couldn’t look away, her gaze locking with his Her pulse leapt and she wondered if she’d ever breathe norht she couldn’t keep up the pretence of indifference any longer he stepped back

‘And I don’t believe you do’ He continued before she could gather herself and foriving her much-needed time for recovery When he turned his attention to her once more she was ready for him ‘You don’t believe it at all’

He really was pushing her too far and she glared at hi if she should summon security Then she recalled what he said, that he’d made a sizeable donation to the charity Her sister’s charity She couldn’t very well have him thrown out