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  He never wanted to hear that name again.

  Nina could die screaming it, but he never wanted to hear it.

  Riminic was gone, Ivan was gone, and if he had his way so too would be the House of Kolovksy.

  ‘Zakahr!’ Lavinia’s voice came over the intercom and he pressed his fingers together and to his lips. The light breeze of her voice hauled him from the eye of the storm. ‘I need to pop out for an hour.’

  ‘Another appointment?’

  ‘Actually, yes.’ She hesitated before continuing, ‘Then I’ve got to get my hair done, and I’m meeting Katina back here at five to sort out my outfit for tonight…’

  ‘Your point is…?’

  ‘I won’t be back this afternoon. You’ll have to manage without me.’

  There was the crackle of the intercom, an unseen blush, a call to flirt, an inappropriate response there for the taking. She willed him not to, and thankfully Zakahr obliged.

  ‘Fine.’

  ‘How?’ Ms Hewitt asked for the twentieth time, and the answer was, as always, impossible.

  In an effort to look more presentable on paper, Lavinia had officially promoted herself to PA, but Ms Hewitt was now questioning how she could hold down such a responsible job and be a full-time carer for Rachael.

  ‘I’m sure I won’t be the first single working mum.’

  ‘Rachael will need a lot of attention,’ Ms Hewitt said.

  ‘Then I’ll go part-time,’ Lavinia said. But even that didn’t appease the case worker. Not that anything Lavinia could say was going to convince Ms Hewitt that Lavinia was a responsible adult—she still saw Lavinia as the angry, troubled girl she had been all those years ago.

  ‘Have you really thought this through at all, Lavinia?’

  ‘I’ve thought of nothing else,’ Lavinia said.

  This whole hour had been pointless. Now the clock was edging towards four. She had her hair appointment soon, then the dinner to get ready for—not that she could tell Ms Hewitt that.

  ‘How long till you reach your decision?’

  ‘Lavinia, it’s not a cut and dried decision. We’re about keeping families together, not pulling them apart.’

  ‘I am her family,’ Lavinia attempted again, but it fell on deaf ears. ‘Can I at least see her—it’s nearly a week now!’

  ‘You can see her tomorrow afternoon for an hour—but, Lavinia, Rachael needs calm. She doesn’t need to know that the adults in her life are fighting over her. When you see her, just keep things light.’

  ‘I can’t tell her I want her?’

  ‘Her father wants her.’ Ms Hewitt’s words were abrupt. ‘She has a family that wants her. Yes, it’s a family that might need extended support…’ Lavinia opened her mouth to argue, but Ms Hewitt overrode her. ‘But making false promises to Rachael isn’t going to help matters. Try to keep things even.’

  God, why was she being made to feel like the bad guy?

  It took every ounce of will-power to stay calm and thank Ms Hewitt, but as Lavinia sat at the hairdresser’s she was shaking with silent rage as her thick blonde hair was curled into spirals and pinned.

  ‘Problem?’ Zakahr checked as she stomped back into the office after her appointment.

  ‘Only of my own making!’

  Oh, she’d sworn her distance from him, but Zakahr was there, just at the right moment, and asking a question. It was like a champagne cork popping. Her rage was fizzing out, years and years of rage spluttering over the edges with such ferocity Lavinia’s eyes actually stung with tears.

  ‘She’ll send her back to Kevin,’ Lavinia said.

  ‘You don’t know that.’ Zakahr wished he hadn’t asked the question—wished he hadn’t heard Lavinia’s response. He gave his brief, soothing answer and turned to go.

  ‘She sent me back to my mother time after time.’ Lavinia’s words hit his turning back like arrows. ‘I’m supposed to keep things even with Rachael and not make promises I can’t keep. I’m not even supposed to tell her I want to raise her.’

  ‘Can you raise her?’ Zakahr challenged—because he believed in action rather than words, and before he offered his support where a child was concerned he had to be sure. ‘Or is this just a cause for now?’

  ‘It’s why I bought a house—I’ve got a room for her at home that I’m waiting to decorate. I’ve wanted Rachael in my care since she was born. But I’m not supposed to confuse her with all that.’ She shook her head, cross with herself for bringing her problems to work, for exploding in front of him. ‘Just leave it.’ She brushed past him, heading for the safety of her office.

  ‘Ms Hewitt is wrong.’ Zakahr halted her. ‘All this stuff about keeping your distance, not building up her hopes.’ He could see Lavinia do a double-take, could see her try to speak, to tell him this was not his concern—except right now it was. ‘Take her to your home, show her the room, tell her that no matter what happens, what is decided, it is always there for her. Say that you will do your very best to get her there—that even if you are not able to look after her now you are thinking of her, and that the room is hers, waiting.’

  ‘Go against everything I’ve been told?’ Lavinia’s knuckles were white on the office door. ‘I could lose her.’

  ‘You’re losing her every day you are not honest,’ Zakahr insisted. ‘How many milkshakes, how many dolls, how many clothes will fill her soul? She needs to know that you love her, and that you are doing everything you can for her—even if she can’t see it, even if it doesn’t feel like it.’

  ‘Build up her hopes?’ Lavinia challenged. ‘And then what if she finds out she’s going back…?’

  ‘She might not,’ Zakahr said. ‘And if she does…’ he was exasperated because it was surely simple ‘…buy her a phone.’

  ‘She’s not even five!’

  ‘A cheap phone.’

  ‘She’ll lose it. They’ll take it off her.’

  ‘Then buy her another—and another,’ Zakahr said. ‘You can text her a kiss each night.’

  ‘Ms Hewitt said—’

  ‘Are you going to change your mind?’ Zakahr demanded.

  ‘Of course not.’

  ‘Because that is Ms Hewitt’s concern. I can guarantee it. That Rachael will be too much like hard work—that Mr Right will come along but he won’t want children, or not someone else’s. Are you going to change your mind?’

  ‘No.’

  ‘Then let them accuse you of loving her too much. So long as it doesn’t wane, their argument won’t last.’

  ‘I don’t know…’ Lavinia admitted. But when he said it like that, it made sense. ‘I want to tell her, but…’ She shook her head. ‘I need to think.’

  ‘You need a lawyer…’ Zakahr said.

  ‘I need a drink,’ Lavinia corrected, pulling the ring on an energy drink as Katina waltzed in with an armful of gowns. ‘And to get ready.’ She gave him a thin smile. ‘Thank you for listening.’

  Zakahr shook his head. ‘I wish you would listen.’

  CHAPTER SEVEN

  ‘NO.’ KATINA was definite. ‘It’s not your colour.’

  ‘It’s stunning,’ Lavinia begged—because the dress was heavenly, and more importantly they had not a moment to spare.

  But Katina would not budge.

  ‘You represent Kolovsky. You’re dining with a king. I choose.’ Katina pulled down the zipper and Lavinia wriggled out. Katina bundled up the peach dress with a warning to Lavinia to do her make-up as she left her standing in her panties and bra. ‘You’re running very late.’

  She would have put on her war paint—except her make-up bag was at her desk.

  Had it been Aleksi, or even Levander, she’d have just padded out there—not caring if they were there or not. She’d even have answered the phone had it been ringing. The brothers were so used to it they wouldn’t notice. But Zakahr came from the staid world of finance.

  With Zakahr—Lavinia swallowed—it was different. Very different indeed.

  ‘Would you mi
nd fetching me my bag?’ She settled for popping her head around the door and calling out to him. But Zakahr was in his own office, and he could not believe her gall.

  He walked out to tell her so—and there was her skinny shoulder and her clavicle, and the deep red silk strap of a bra. He got that this was normal around here—he had been down to the design rooms and the dressing rooms and had seen far more than a shoulder—and he was also exceptionally used to women in their natural form in his own personal life.

  ‘It’s in the second drawer,’ Lavinia directed.

  He practically threw it at her.

  ‘Thank you.’

  ‘You could have waited till you were dressed and got it yourself,’ he said tartly.

  ‘And spilled foundation on a Kolovsky creation? I don’t think so,’ Lavinia called back. But despite her quick comeback she was blushing right down to her toes, and she leant her head on the door for a moment as she closed it.

  Why did he have to go and be nice about Rachael? Why couldn’t he have ignored her, as he had all morning? How, how, was she supposed to get through tonight?

  It was too dangerous to ponder, so she drained her energy drink and then slapped on some foundation, rouged a cleavage where there was none, and painted her face with more than her usual care. By then Katina had returned. Lavinia frowned at the rather bold colours, but she held up her arms as the dress slithered down her skin, delighting in the rich caress of the silk. And, yes, when she stepped back and looked in the mirror Lavinia accepted that Katina had been right!

  ‘It’s perfect,’ Lavinia breathed, craning her neck for a view from behind as Katina strapped her into the highest of heels. ‘I’d never have chosen these colours.’

  ‘I told you…’ Katina said, and she stepped back, scrutinising Lavinia carefully. And she was never one to lavish compliments—at least not with the staff. ‘I wasn’t sure you could carry it off.’ She handed her a sheer golden net overcoat, and before she left warned Lavinia she had to sign it in when she brought it back in the morning.

  ‘But for now you’re all mine!’ Lavinia grinned at the mirror.

  Her hair had been curled into long thick blonde ringlets, and loosely piled on top of her head, and her eyes were bluer than ever, thanks to lashings of mascara. But her lipstick was neutral, and she added one final layer of gloss before stepping out to where Zakahr stood, fiddling with his tie at a full-length mirror, reeking of expensive cologne and, on reflection, looking thoroughly fed-up.

  Until he caught her eyes in the mirror.

  She saw him blink as he slowly turned around.

  ‘You look amazing!’ He couldn’t not say it—there was no disputing the fact; Zakahr felt his tongue on the roof of his mouth as she teetered towards the mirror in a blaze of gold and red and orange.

  ‘I know!’ She gave him a wide grin, and it was so unlike any of the usual responses to a compliment he almost smiled. Then she handed him a tie and jiggled with the dress, rearranging very small breasts into some sort of cleavage. ‘I know I didn’t want the job, but I love the perks!’

  ‘Kolovsky silk?’

  ‘Of course,’ Lavinia said. ‘As is this tie.’ She handed him Katina’s choice, but Zakahr stared at it in disgust. ‘It would choke me,’ Zakahr said, and then corrected himself. ‘I choose my own ties.’

  ‘Not when you’re accompanying me!’ Lavinia said. ‘Put it on.’

  And, given he now ran the place, he supposed he must.

  It was grey, but there were flecks of a colour there from beyond the spectrum, and a silvery tinge that turned his suit into evening wear.

  ‘You know,’ Lavinia twittered on, ‘Kolovsky silk changes depending on the wearer’s mood.’

  ‘Rubbish.’

  ‘That tie was a midnight-blue. I swear it.’ Lavinia blinked at the transformation. ‘Now it’s cold and grey.’ She gave him a sweet smile. ‘It matches your eyes.’

  He couldn’t help but stare at her. The dress shimmered gold, and there were flashes of red that moved as she did, dancing like an aura around her body.

  ‘I’d better not spill anything. Katina will never forgive me!’

  ‘You don’t get to keep it?’

  ‘God, no!’ Lavinia said. ‘It’s just on loan for the night—like me!’ She picked up his wrist and glanced at his watch. ‘You’ve got me till eleven.’

  Eleven a.m., preferably, Zakahr thought. Because when she was close all he wanted was to kiss her. He could feel her thin fingers around his wrist, smell her fragrant hair and see the fiery reds darting across the heavy silk, shimmering and then darkening. It was as if it blushed around her breasts, the curve of her waist. Her skin was pale, and there was a lot on display, long limbed and slender. He wanted to lower his head and brand her skin. He wanted now the pleasure that must surely be his soon. She was, Zakahr decided, if she’d only stay quiet, completely gorgeous.

  ‘Should you cover yourself…?’ Zakahr started, but Lavinia knew those rules at least. Words like pashmina and wrap and shrug were not in Zakahr’s vocabulary. He watched as she pulled on the golden net, covering her arms, skimming down to mid-calf. She looked like a captured mermaid, and he wanted to tear off the net, to free her, to say to hell with Kolovsky and the dignitaries downstairs, to lay her on the office floor and take her now.

  ‘Come on, then.’ She seemed completely oblivious to the charged air. She just clipped ahead of him in heels that were impossibly high, squirting perfume as they walked and informing him that an exclusive restaurant had been booked, and was one that they used regularly—the rear closed off for their guests. It was an extremely upmarket vegetarian restaurant, where Aleksi usually took his guests—which saved any cultural awkwardness.

  ‘I’d kill for a steak,’ Zakahr said, and sighed.

  ‘And no alcohol,’ Lavinia warned.

  ‘Lavinia.’ They were in the lift. ‘I have done this before.’

  ‘You nearly didn’t go to the airport,’ Lavinia pointed out.

  It was morning in Europe, so the car-ride was taken up with Zakahr firing off e-mails on his phone. Already her feet were killing her, but Lavinia distracted herself by chatting to Eddie and annoying Zakahr as she did so.

  ‘I’m working,’ Zakahr snapped as her laughter sailed through the car. ‘We’re all working!’ Lavinia pointed out, winking at Eddie as she did so. ‘Just some of us manage to smile as we do so.’

  She wasn’t so assured a moment later.

  ‘The press are here.’ Lavinia swallowed as they approached. ‘The restaurant’s usually discreet. How would the press have found…?’

  But quickly Lavinia realized, as she stepped out of the car, that it wasn’t the royals who awaited them that had captured the nation’s interest. It was the man who walked beside her.

  ‘Oh, God…’ Absolutely Lavinia wasn’t prepared for this—she was used to cameras in a more controlled setting—and the unexpected frenzy that circled them had her spinning momentarily, wondering if she should have foreseen this, if there was a detail she had overlooked in tonight’s preparation.

  ‘Just walk.’ He sounded completely at ease, and he made it sound easy—except her legs wouldn’t obey his simple command. Then, perhaps realising she was struggling, he offered assistance, put his arm loosely around her, to guide her.

  But as his hand touched her waist the contact almost shot Lavinia into the throng of photographers. She could feel his hand on her waist more than she could feel her sore feet!

  ‘Come on.’ It was twenty-four steps to the restaurant. Lavinia knew because each one took effort. She could smell him, she could feel him, but more than that he was aware of her too.

  She knew that.

  Knew because when they entered the restaurant it was just herself and Zakahr—their guests hadn’t arrived—and it daunted her. The conversation that had flowed so easily was horribly awkward now.

  ‘They should be here soon.’ Lavinia flashed a smile at a passing waiter, just for something to do. ‘Could I
have champagne, please?’ But even as she said it she remembered her own warning. ‘Actually, make that a Diet Co…’ Her voice trailed off, because that didn’t actually go with the dress. ‘Just a sparkling water, please.’ She sighed and rolled her eyes. ‘Lucky me!’

  And then she looked across the table and saw him smiling—not grinning, just looking at her and smiling, his dark lips suddenly dangerous, those cold grey eyes warming. And it was attraction—pure, naked attraction—in surely its most potent form. And for the first time in her life she was sampling it.

  She sat there as his eyes roamed her.

  She breathed in, and then she breathed out, and then she couldn’t remember how to any more.

  She could feel a pulse in the side of her neck. She knew his eyes were upon it, and she wanted it to be his mouth.

  ‘I’ll get you champagne later,’ Zakahr said, and for the first time with a man Lavinia felt the floor slip beneath her, felt the frantic dash of her feet to find solid ground. Because for the first time with a man Lavinia felt suddenly out of her depth.

  ‘I’ll stick with water,’ she said. ‘It’s far safer.’

  Thankfully their guests arrived, and Lavinia was more than a little relieved when, after she rose to greet them, the King’s aides subtly moved her further down the table. The men and women were sitting separately, which meant that, without the distraction of Zakahr, Lavinia could concentrate on the Princess.

  Unlike the Queen, Princess Jasmine was veiled, as was the tradition for unmarried women of their small, prosperous land.

  ‘The women of today know what they want.’ The Queen smiled in the direction of her daughter. ‘Jasmine knows exactly the dress she wants—though it is hard to capture that along with all our traditions. Throughout the marriage service slowly she will be revealed. Then we have the problem that some of her maids are married, others are betrothed, some from different lands…’ The Queen shook her head in exasperation. ‘Kolovsky is the only Western designer we could trust to fulfil all our wishes.’

  ‘Oh, they will,’ Lavinia said assuredly, then turned her attention to Jasmine, her interest completely genuine. ‘So what sort of dress do you want?’ she asked. ‘I can’t wait to see what the designers come up with.’

 

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