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tried to contact Alexis, frowning when he was unable to reach him.  He expected Alexis to have been in touch by now, complaining about his missing love, and he grew worried that he could not contact his young brother who when upset had a tendency of doing stupid things.
    Sighing , he knew that the loss of such a woman would upset any man, his mind returning to her wonderful face and body which had his own reacting so quickly.  He lifted the phone once more, pushing the thoughts of her to the back of his mind as he again tried calling Alexis’ mobile number, by now becoming really concerned.  Looking at the time he could see that it was after midnight and with a scowl, he rose.  There was one person who would know exactly where his brother was, and he was going to make her tell him, before he had to read about it in the papers.
    Opening the door to her room, Nikias could see her sleeping on the large bed.  He remembered how tired she had been as he saw her lying so peacefully on her back, her head turned to the side, long golden hair framing her soft features.  One hand was laid under her gently rising perfect breasts, the nipples visible through the skimpy material of the nightdress she wore, and the other was thrown level with her head, palm side up.  Nikias looked down on her, a desire for the young woman before him rising strongly within him as he resisted the overwhelming temptation to reach down and stroke her cheek, running his fingers through the golden hair surrounding her face.  He closed his eyes momentarily seeing her wonderful body, knowing how much he wanted her at that point.
    Running his hand over his mouth, he moved back out of the room.  No matter what his brother might do that night, waking her up would be a very bad idea.  The way he could feel himself reacting to her sleeping form, God only knew what would happen if she were to look at him with those wonderful blue eyes of hers, and with a frown he chastised himself for desiring such an obvious devious little gold digger.

CHAPTER TWO
    The next morning, Diona awoke feeling refreshed, her eyes looking around with confusion, frowning as she took in the opulence of her surroundings, before the memory of the previous day came crashing down on her.  With a small groan, she threw back the sheet before moving into the luxurious en-suite bathroom. Stood under the largest shower she had ever seen she enjoyed the feel of the water as it moved down her, sighing with pleasure as the power shower gently massaged her body.  Once showered and dried, she quickly dressed, pulling her hair into a neat prim knot before moving back down the stairs. 
    Once there Diona stood at the foot of the staircase looking around, not sure where to go next as she bit nervously on her bottom lip.  As she had refused the offer of dinner the previous night, she had not had a chance to familiarise herself with the layout of the house, and she could feel her stomach complain at not having eaten much in over a day.
    Standing unsure of what to do next, she heard the sound of footsteps moving down the stairs towards her.  Looking back, she felt her whole stomach give a lurch as she saw the unmistakable figure of Nikias Dranias moving towards her, his eyes looking surprised to see her up so early.  “Good morning Diona”, he said pleasantly, as he came level with her, making her once more so aware of his physique as he looked down upon her.  “Sleep well?”  His voice was sensual as it washed over her, making her shiver slightly with the strange sensations it caused to ripple up and then back down her spine.
    With a frown on her lovely face she looked up at him, as he towered at least a head above her.  “Fine”, she answered primly, struggling to keep her voice steady at his closeness and the way it was inexplicably interfering with her entire being. “Is there something I can get for you?”, he asked politely, looking down on her with a strange look in his