moved forward to close the door behind her.
An action that sent the nerves in her stomach into a tangled knot.
He indicated a leather chair. âTake a seat.â Whereupon he crossed to the desk to lean one hip against its edge.
She continued to stand. âI hope this wonât take long.â
âYouâd have preferred a memo relaying Iâm due in Melbourne late this afternoon to head an emergency meeting before flying on to Adelaide, then the Gold Coast?â
âYou require my input?â
âPersonally or professionally?â
A trick question? âProfessionally, of course.â
Of course. His eyes narrowed a little as he took in the red power suit, the killer heels, the upswept hair, and his fingers itched to loosen the pins holding the elegantly contrived knot in place.
Her choice of apparel made a statement, one sheâd deliberately sought to portray, he noted silently. And wondered why sheâd thought it necessary.
Because she felt threatened by him? Perhaps she had cause, professionally.
âThe current state of Karsouli requires swift action, and formal meetings with each of the men who head the corporationâs three out-of-state offices are imperative. Personally, not via conference call.â
Alesha didnât give him the satisfaction of verbally agreeing with him. âWhen will you be back?â
âLate Thursday evening.â
âI trust youâll keep me posted. Is that all?â
One eyebrow quirked a little. âThereâs the matter of our wedding details.â
Her stomach executed a painful somersault, and it took considerable effort to remain calm. âEmail me the time and venue.â
âWolseley Road, Point Piper.â He offered the number. âFriday, four oâclock in the afternoon.â
A slight frown creased her forehead. âThatâs a private residence.â Situated amongst Sydneyâs most expensive real estate.
âMy home, which is currently in the final stages of redecoration.â
Sufficient money could achieve almost anythingâ¦and obviously had. It explained his preference for temporary hotel accommodation.
âThereâs also the legalities attached to the union,â Loukas relayed smoothly. âWe have an appointment at three-thirty this afternoon to tend to the necessary paperwork.â
Ensuring everything was neatly tied together before he flew out to Melbourne, she perceived, and attempted to quell the feeling sheâd boarded a runaway train from which escape would involve irreparable damage to life and limb.
âFine.â
âThereâs nothing you want to add?â
A whole heap in verbal castigationâ¦none of which would do any good! Instead, she managed a stunningly sweet smile. âNot at this moment.â
She turned and made for the door, only to discover he was there before her, and she attempted to ignore his close proximity, the musky tang of his cologne, the sheer sensuality he managed to exude without any seeming effort at all.
Assuring herself she was immune didnât quite cut it. Nor did likening him to all men.
Loukas Andreou stood alone, a male entity that defied categorization.
So where did that leave her ?
Right nowâ¦out of here!
âTen in the conference room,â Loukas reminded her silkily as she exited the room.
A meeting he chaired with the type of ruthless strategy that left no room for doubt his proposed restructuring of Karsouli would be immediate and far-reaching.
Details were provided in individual folders placed in front of the attending executives, who were each given forty-eight hours in which to submit approval, reservationsâ¦or otherwise.
It took considerable effort on Aleshaâs part to contain her resentment and present a neutral front when she wanted to silently rage at his high-handedness.
She managed it, just , until Loukas called the meeting to a close, and she bore the carefully polite