Billionaire's Seduction

on I've acquired at home. A Degas, several Monets, a Van Gogh, a Courbet, and a few Egyptian pieces among them. Dominic seems very interested. We sit by the central fountain, chatt

and then he notices Dominic. "Sir," he calls as he pulls a locked box from under the counter, "I was hoping to see you." Is this yours? Dominic's face immediately turns pale. "What are you doing with this?" he practically yells. Henri quickly explains. "Monsieur, the maid said there was a problem with the ventilation in your room, and when she investigated, she found this in the air vent near the bed. We were afraid it might be from a previous guest, something left behind perhaps."

e'll tell me if it's important, I reason. I have my own secrets-I haven't told him about Eric yet. And so I turn my attention to what I'm going to wear to dinner. That night, he takes me to a fancy, rather expensive restaurant. We have a $300 bottle of wine and an incredible array of dishes. He doesn't mention the secret box or the disturbing episode, so I follow his lead. I'm sure he'll explain later. Maybe it was part of his business deal, important papers or negotiations? Why w

I don't answer it. It would ruin the moment, this romantic moment. "Simon again?" Dominic says neutrally. "He's a great brother. I haven't called him back in days because you, my dear, are taking up all my time. Thankfully," I say with a

d of romance and adventure, each moment bringing us closer and closer. Dominic's possessive yet seductive nature has drawn me in completely, and I'm hopelessly in love. His looks, his scent, his voice, his commanding presence, the way he focuses everything on me. Paris, the city of lights, has become the city of my heart, all because of him. Chapter Five Arial with Dominic in Paris Today we walk along the Champs-Élysées, the grand avenue teeming with life. It's not far fr

though, and a little moody. We finally head back to the hotel, the George V, to relax. As we walk through the lobby, I notice someone sitting there who looks familiar, but I can't quite place who it is. Dominic notices the man too and immediately pulls me toward the elevators. "Do you recognize that man? He looks so familiar," I mutter, looking back as he pulls me forward. "What man? No. Lots of people look the same, I guess," he says irritably as we step into the elev

. It's 402. I'll be waiting," he says as he kisses my hand. I get off at my floor, feeling excited and a little shaky. I count down the minutes