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At the time, Holly had convinced herself it was proof of his faith in her that he’d relied on her to handle such important matters

But now

She looked at Oliver and Nicole, who’d gone back to sit at the head table There was still a s on her sister’s cheek Earlier, when they’d cut the wedding cake, Nicole had delicately fed her new husband his slice, holding the pose beautifully for pictures Immediately afterward, Oliver had sh

Now, sitting on the dais, they were arguing fiercely over cha to pull the bottle away froefully drank it straight from the bottle

And this was supposed to be the happiest day of their lives

Holly’s body flashed hot, then cold, from her scalp to her toes With an intake of breath, she looked up at Stavros as they danced “My sister—”

“She’s htened as he said, “But you don’t have to”

Holly desperately tried to res she’d once had for Oliver, all the lonely nights she’d spent in her tiny apartment, with only her romantic fantasies about her boss to keep her warainst the cold reality of this wedding, and the hot feel of Stavros’s hand over hers The dreaone

“Why are you forcing me to see the truth?” she said helplessly “Why do you care?”

Stavros abruptly stopped dancing He looked down at her, his black eyes searing through her soul

“Because I want you, Holly,” he said huskily “On h her hair and down her back as he whispered, “I want you for my own”

He was going to hell for this

Or at the very least, his conscience warned, he shouldn’t hire her as his secretary Because as hard as he’d tried to ignore her beauty—he couldn’t

Stavros looked down at her Her emerald eyes widened Her curly red hair looked like fire tu over her shoulders Her petite body felt so soft and sensual in his arms

But he wanted to keep her as his secretary He wanted to keep her for everything He wanted Holly more than he’d ever wanted anyone