him?â
âHeâd have to threaten me before I could do that. As I said last night, he never does anything wrong . Not in the eyes of the law.â Jianne gave a weary shrug, her expression beyond bleak. âYou donât know what heâs like. Heâs very very good at winning people over to his way of thinking.Heâll be charming and helpful and invoke guanxi and then theyâll be his. Thatâs what he does. Itâs how he wins. He gives people nowhere else to go but to him.â
âHow long has this been going on?â She didnât answer. âJianne?â he said more gently.
âFive years,â she said, with an alarming tremor in her voice. âIt took a while for me to realise what he was doing and how he was doing it. My father called me crazy at first, and then he too got caught up in Zhi Fuâs web. My father doesnât think Iâm crazy any more, only now thereâs nothing he can do about it. Iâm so sick of there being nothing anyone can do about it. I want my life back. I want to fight this.â Her chin rose stubbornly. âI want to win.â
âWhat do you want from me, Ji? You want me to accompany you to his house party? Iâll do it. What else?â
âI want him to think weâre in the process of renewing our relationship.â Hot colour stained Jianneâs cheeks but she held his gaze. âI want you to give off signals that weâreâ¦that youâreâ¦â
âProtective?â he offered gruffly.
âThat too.â
Jake Bennett had never considered himself a twice-cursed man. Until now. âWhat else?â
âI canât stay at my uncleâs any more, knowing Zhi could be watching every move I make. I canât .â Twelve years ago Jianneâs calm reserve had seemed to run soul deep. Either sheâd come out of her shell somewhat over the intervening years or she was deeply spooked by Zhi Fuâs latest move. âI need a place to stay. Somewhere that fits with the overall plan. Somewhere I can feel safe.â
She looked at him then and he knew, he just knew what was coming next. âOh, no,â he said. âNo,â and ran his hands through his hair for good measure. âYou canât be thinking of staying here.â
âMadeline says you have a row of rooms out the back that you put people in.â
âYes, butâ¦have you seen them? Weâre talking no frills here, Jianne. Not one.â
âI donât need much.â
âNo cook, no maid, just me and Po and four or five karate classes a day, starting at six and running through until late. The kid hardly sleeps. Sometimes if Iâm awake weâll train during the night. And this is the kitchen. Itâs also the dining room, lounge room, and Poâs study.â
She stared at him steadily.
He couldnât believe she thought this would work. That they could make it work. Escorting her here and there on occasion was one thing, but this⦠âWait till you see the bathrooms.â
âIf you donât want me here, just say so,â she said calmly. âItâs a lot to ask of you. An invasion of your privacy that makes going through your wallet look like childâs play. I know that. I will understand if you say no, Jacob.â
âAnd if I do say no?â he countered. âWhere will you go?â
She had no answer for that.
âYou wonât like it here. Thereâs no softness here,â he warned her one last time. âItâs sweaty and hot and noisy and raw. The street is two steps away. Itâs not a particularly peaceful street.â
âIâll manage.â
He couldnât believe he was even considering her request. Thinking forward to where to put her and how best to protect her. He paced the tiny kitchen with growing agitation. He scowled for good measure. She looked like a fragile fairy-tale princess. Snow White in