Max turned to the soft feminine voice and recognized her immediately. She was a close friend of Cybil‘s and also a fashion model. She was also about Lily‘s age and striking. She was tall dark haired, brown eyed and slender.He noticed immediately that her eyes had already given him an invitation.However, 90
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She wasn‘t Lily.
―I am.‖
―I‘m Melissa Lake.‖
―Yes.‖ He said politely, ―I remember.‖She gave him a sultry smile obviously impressed that he remembered her.
―I‘m glad.‖ She looked past him to Nikos, ―You are a friend of Nikos.‖
―He‘s a business acquaintance.‖
―I see. So you‘re here on business.‖ She raised a delicate brow, ―Alone?‖
The tone of her voice and the sensual posturing she displayed was an invitation. In the past he may have taken her up on it, but Lily would be up soon and knowing that Melissa paled next to her, made him easily turn her down. Not only that, he was done filling his bed with unemotional sex.It was no longer appealing to him.It wasn‘t the act itself; it was the emotional attachment he wanted to go along with it. Something he always had a problem with until Lily came along. Over the past twenty four hours the little bit of intimacy he shared with her was more sensual and passionate than anything he could remember to have experienced in a long time. He was ready to get married and have children when Lily was ready to do so.
He focused his attention back on Melissa ready to turn her down politely, ―Actually—― he stopped as his eyes took in a stunning sight past her.An exquisite feminine body wearing a satin cream colored gown that clung superbly to every sensual curve she possessed.Her back was to him, but he knew it belonged to Lily. If her luscious body wasn‘t a hint, her hair was a dead giveaway and the copper color was a delicious contrast to the gown and the bare skin it showed as it dipped low down her back.―—Excuse me.‖ He said without sparing Melissa another look and brushed by her as if she was a mere stranger.
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―What on earth—― she said watching him head toward another woman. Her mouth fell open as he came up behind her and slid his hand down to her lower back while bending down and kissing her on the cheek. Immediately she reached into her bag and pulled out her phone.Cybil should know that her multimillionaire boyfriend was a busy man.Of course she was hoping to hop into bed with him as easily as one two three, but he just brushed her off for some unknown.Max King was gorgeous and she‘d been lusting after him since Cybil brought him to a party over a month ago.The man dripped sexual perfection and she‘d heard rumours that he was a God between the sheets.
When Lily entered the large room now crowded with guests she had seen Max hovering by a model that she recognized and instantly felt discouraged.She had a burst of reality and remembered who he really was to the public, to women and that she was no less than insignificant. She didn‘t leave him alone for twenty minutes and one of the world‘s top models had zeroed in on him like a bee to honey. Turning she went to the bar and got a glass of wine while watching the couple.
The woman was leaning into him and she knew Max was having fake lashes batting at him and getting a none too subtle invitation. She tipped her glass and swallowed the contents, set it down and ordered another.
She was on her third glass when she felt a warm hand slide down the bare skin of her back.
―Hiding?‖Max said while bending andbrushing his mouth across her cheek, ―My God woman, you could stop the rain with that dress.‖ He murmured in her ear before he lifted his head. Then he saw the glass of wine, ―What is this? You don‘t drink.‖
―I‘m starting a new sin.‖ She said taking a large swallow not looking at him.
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