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piled on her desk. With a sigh, she pulled the first one down only moments before the air started to crackle with electricity.

Helen felt the hairs on her neck stand up in excitement and she looked up from the document she’d been reviewing only moments before Dimitri himself walked through the doors. She inhaled sharply, wondering if she’d ever get used to the man’s electrifying, overwhelming presence.

“Good morning, Helen,” he said as he walked through the doors.

Helen stood up immediately, her eyes looking frantically for her notebook and pencil, ready to take notes on whatever he shouted out to her as he passed. “Good morning, Mr. Theopolis. I wasn’t expecting you until Wednesday. How was your flight? Did James make it smooth again?”

Dimitri stopped in front of her desk, the list of things he needed to get done today vanishing as he noted her strained expression. His eyes traveled over her face, the intense, green gaze seeing everything, including the sadness and what he thought might be the remnants of tears. Her skin, which usually had a translucent glow that he constantly wanted to touch and feel to see if she was made of porcelain, was pale, almost chalky. “What’s wrong Helen?” he asked sharply.

Helen smiled more brightly, her heartbeat picking up its already frantic beat as she worried that he’d be able to see the signs of her pity party a little while ago. “Nothing. Why do you ask?”

His lips thinned and he dropped his briefcase to the floor. His eyes traveled over her tweed suit and Helen nervously smoothed the wool down, ensuring that it was covering all the essentials. Assuming he was ready to start business, she looked down at her notes. “I have the Stevens file for you and I’ve made some notes on the contract negotiations. There’s a summary of the two meetings you asked me to conference in to this morning. I also have the budget for the new ships that are under construction and their possible itineraries. They already have cargo booked on them even though they aren’t due to be finished for another six months,” she said, keeping her eyes hidden from him as she listed the activities she’d accomplished this morning.

“Come into my office,” he said and turned on his heel to precede her into the spacious corner room.

Helen quickly picked up her notebook and pen and followed him into his office. She perched on the edge of one of the chairs facing his desk, her pen poised over the paper.

As Dimitri settled behind his desk, he watched Helen’s face, green, intense eyes boring into hers in an effort to understand what was bothering her. “Is your mother okay?”

Helen’s startled blue gaze was captured by his stern, unblinking green one. “Yes. Thank you for asking. She loves the apartment you found for her. I can’t believe how affordable it is. I’m eternally grateful to you for finding that deal. She’s loving the place.”

“Good. Is the house okay? If you’re having any maintenance problems, I want to know about it.”

Helen smiled brightly again. “No. No problems on that front. The house is wonderful and right in my price range. And there are no problems thanks to the home inspector you recommended. He caught any potential problems so they were all fixed prior to the closing date.”

“Then what is wrong?” he demanded. His arms were crossed over his chest and he was leaning against the front of his desk, his eyes watching hers as she tried to evade his too knowing eyes.

“Nothing,” she lied and smoothed the nubby fabric of her skirt further down over her knees. How could he see that something was bothering her? She’d looked in the mirror only moments before he’d entered and nothing had seemed amiss with her appearance.

Dimitri softened his tone and leaned forward slightly. “Helen, if nothing is wrong with your mother and the house is good, then tell me why you were crying. I can fix it for you,” he promised.

Helen’s heart twisted painfully. She looked back at him, then let her gaze wander away. He was so incredibly gorgeous with his thick, black hair and square jaw. His Roman nose was slightly crooked but that only added to the overall impact of strength and intelligence. Add to it the green eyes that could slice a person to bits and the intelligence of a financial genius and there was no way Helen couldn’t have fallen in love with this man.

She sighed and shook her head.