Exposed Her Undercover Millionaire The Takeover 5

The wind blew wildly outside. The rain and grey skies perfectly matched his mood.

Raphaël Sauvage sat in his home office, listening to the rumble of the thunder. The power of the sky was evident in the deep, rolls of thunder and the flashing lightning.

He found it exceptionally beautiful.

He swiveled his brandy in its glass, his jaw clenching.

Her eyes flashed in his memory.

The blue-green sparkling as she threw her head back in laughter.

His dear sister.

Fresh anger burned through him as he remembered her death, with deep sadness following hot on its heels.

His dearest sister. Dead.

There was a knock at the door.

Raphaël looked up as Rosa, his housekeeper, entered.

"Raphaël," she said.

"Hm,” was his answer.

Reaching over with a sigh, Rosa took the glass of brandy out of his hand.

He let her. Rosa had been around for as long as Raphaël could remember.

She was there even before his parents died. Her presence replaced theirs and he was grateful.

He looked up at her, his eyes a strong steel grey.

"Raphaël, you must not think of it," she said quietly, her Italian accent slight. "It will only hurt you."

He nodded, silent.

Rosa sighed. "I will be gone this week, you know this. My niece will be here, however, to take over my duties."

Raphaël frowned. "I don't want a stranger here, Rosa." His husky voice resonated through the office.

"Oh, I assure you, she will not get in your way. Besides, she's been here before. Many times, when you both were little... but you were younger, you may not recall."