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The maddest obsession christian allister
The maddest obsession christian allister





the maddest obsession christian allister the maddest obsession christian allister

I thought he wasn’tgoing to answer me, but a moment later, he said, “My mother was.”Was?“What about your father?”“Never met him.”Oh. For heaven’s sake, couldn’t she see he had a date?The subtlest tension tightened in his shoulders. Thethought put a bad taste in my mouth.“Are your parents as good-looking as you?” I asked him after we’d beenthere fifteen minutes and the third woman had already come up to introduceherself. Wondered what he’d be like with them in bed once we came to an end. He was polite but distant with them, and I suddenly Thankfully, only a selectfew-the bravest ones without a lick of intuition in my opinion-actuallyapproached him.

the maddest obsession christian allister the maddest obsession christian allister

Married women,single women, old women, young-didn’t matter. “What if someone arrests me while you’re in thebathroom?”“I’d bail you out.”“If you couldn’t?”“I’d be locked up beside you.”I couldn’t stop a smile from appearing.Women stared at Christian like he was the messiah. “And I haven’t figuredout how to deal with it yet.”“With what?”“You.”I still didn’t understand what he meant, but as he brushed a piece of hairbehind my ear and told me in a rough voice I was gorgeous against my lips,all my anger escaped with my next breath.The dinner party took place at the same hotel as Elena’s wedding, butinstead of well-dressed Italians filling the ballroom, it was crawling withfeds.Christian laughed at my expression.My frown deepened. “This is justnew to me.” He paused, a muscle ticking in his jaw. Ispun around to go back inside and slam the door in his face, but he grabbedmy wrist.“No, malyshka, I like it.” He ran a thumb across my cheek. I’d even worn my hair down for him, dammit. Disapproval? Displeasure? Whatever it was, it sent a burstof annoyance through me. “Well,does His Highness approve?”His heated gaze ran down my body, but something besides lust passedthrough his eyes. I smoothed the dress over myhips, relieved it fit.I was locking my door when he stepped into the hall behind me.Turning around, I quelled the nerves inside me and raised a brow. Ugh.He knew I wasn’t going to say those stupid words.Later, I pushed his meticulously-placed toothbrush an inch to the left inretaliation.After an hour-long deliberation, I settled on a Marilyn Monroe-esqueblack sequin gown.







The maddest obsession christian allister