Resisting the Tycoon's Seduction Page 0,3

to leave. He had a bad temper and took it out on anyone nearby.

Three days later, Marissa stood by the pool, a cool glass of lemonade in her hand as she surveyed the crowd that had come to party at her father’s house. She hid the boredom and irritation behind a serene expression, hoping her father wouldn’t demand that she interact with any of his cohorts.

“They’re all pretty loud, aren’t they?” Sierra observed, standing next to her sister with a glass of iced tea. Neither sister drank any kind of alcohol because they’d observed this scene too many times. The men crowded around the bar, each of them vying to get the attention of the many bartenders working any event. The beer and whiskey were poured out like water with each man trying to show the big boss, namely their father, that they could handle their alcohol.

Marissa glanced around the crowd, letting her eyes move over the men without interest. But as her eyes scanned for an escape, they were unexpectedly caught by a tall, dangerous looking man. A man she had prayed never to see again in her life!

And he was staring right back at her. Those dark, mysterious eyes were watching her, causing her to wiggle because she now felt like some sort of bug under a microscope. When his eyes dropped lower, she could sense exactly what he was thinking and she actually hated him for that. When his gaze focused on her chest, she couldn’t believe it when she felt her breasts actually tighten, that obnoxious tingling starting up again, even more intense this time around.

“What’s going on?” Sierra whispered, her worried eyes looking at her sister’s arrested expression. “Tell me what’s happening!” she demanded when Marissa just continued to stare at the man.

Marissa heard the panic in her sister’s voice and took a deep, calming breath. “Nothing,” Marissa finally replied. “Nothing at all.” When she was able to pull her gaze away, she realized that her hand was shaking. She put her lemonade down on a table and started walking towards the kitchens, needing an escape from the man’s intense and knowing gaze. “I’ll be right back,” she explained to her sister.

She hurried through the house, eager to get away from this scene. She knew her father would be furious with her, but at this point, she didn’t care. She’d deal with his anger later.

She’d just reached for her purse when her cell phone went off. Digging into her purse, she pulled it out while grabbing her keys and walking towards the garage. The party was still going strong as she raced through the living room and glanced down at the window, praying that one of her friends was letting her know of an emergency that would require her attention. But the words she saw on her small screen made her come to a screeching halt.

“You’re wearing the pink set aren’t you?” she read.

Looking up, she glanced out of the large living room windows, her eyes colliding once again with the one man she was trying to get away from. He was still standing exactly where she’d seen him before, but he was looking directly at her. From her position in the living room, she was actually closer than before and she gasped when he winked at her, the knowing smile coming across loud and clear.

She was glad she was far enough away that he couldn’t see the blush spreading across her cheeks. Because yes…she was in fact wearing the pink lace bra and panty set. She actually loved the crystal that was right now dangling between her breasts, making her very aware of her femininity and of the impact this man had on her.

She watched with increasing panic as he walked off of the pool patio and unswervingly through the living room doors. When he was standing directly in front of her, it suddenly occurred to her that she should have run away. Why in the world had she just stood in place while he approached?

“What are you doing here?” she asked. The overwhelming feeling she had around this man seemed to be anger, but there was a very real sense of disappointment that he was doing business with her father.

“Your father invited me.”

She wasn’t sure what to say, wishing that he would just turn around and walk away from any business ventures with her father. She wanted to urge him to find legal ways of doing business and, more shockingly, she wanted to