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childhood. Or maybe his birth order. Something about being the oldest Moretti and knowing that he’d take the lead in anything he and his brothers did had made him very aggressive.
    He was watching her carefully and she felt as if he were seeing all the way to her soul.
    She shrugged and tried to pull away from him. But he slid his fingers around the back of her neck and held her still.
    “Don’t. I won’t allow you to back down from me, Angelina. Your passion is mine.”
    “Is it?”
    He nodded. He was so sure of himself. So confident that she wanted to just let him take control of this situation. More than he already had. She wanted to make love to him and then fall asleep in his arms, but that was dangerous thinking. Dominic was the one man she knew who could really dominate her life.
    “I don’t know if I can do this,” she said at last. “I want to, but giving myself to you, Dominic, is scary.”
    “Scary? Why?”
    “I’m excited and nervous and turned on all at once. That’s a very heady mix of emotions.”
    “You’re a heady woman, Angelina.”
    “Am I?”
    “Yes, every curve of your body entrances me and makes me want to caress you. I have to hold you in my arms, feel you pressed against me.”
    The fear she felt abated at his words. She knew that if she let herself go to him and became his mistress she’d never be the same.
    Enough, she thought. She couldn’t keep dillydallying in her mind. She knew what she had to say to him. What she had to do.
    She wanted an affair with him and she wanted to make up for the skullduggery of the last several months. She wanted a chance to get to know Dominic Moretti.
    He cupped the back of her head and drew her closer to him. She leaned forward and found herself within an inch of him.
    Her lips suddenly felt dry and she licked them. He touched his tongue to her lips, following the trail of her tongue. He tasted good, like scotch and a taste that she knew was uniquely Dominic.
    The worries she’d carried for so long faded to the back of her mind. “Okay.”
    “Okay?”
    “I’ll be your mistress.”
    “Six months. For six months you will be mine completely and then we will move on.”
    “Agreed,” she said.
    He brushed his lips over hers, angled his head and thrust his tongue deep into her mouth, claiming her and she knew she’d never be the same again.
    He tunneled his fingers into her hair and held her head back while he plundered her mouth. She slipped her arms up around his neck, moving up on her tiptoes so she could be closer to him.
    His hands slid down her shoulders to her back. She felt his hands skimming over her spine and then they came to rest at her hips. He lifted her off her feet and into his arms as he turned and sat down on the sofa.
    Her legs fell on either side of his hips and she found herself straddling him. She lifted her head and looked down into his midnight eyes.
    She saw passion in the lines of his Roman features. His hands as they moved over her incited further desire in her. And for the first time in her life she realized she was doing something that was just for her. She wasn’t motivated by anything other than the desire to be with Dominic.

Four
    D ominic forgot about revenge and corporate espionage when he took Angelina in his arms. He twisted his hands in her thick short hair and held her head as he plundered her mouth. He needed to make sure she knew that she was his. As of this moment she belonged to him.
    He didn’t analyze the intelligence of his actions, the way he usually did. Angelina De Luca wasn’t like other women, and that had never been more clear to him than right now.
    Her lips were full and soft under his. Her tongue met his with small darts and she held on to him with surprising strength. She moaned deep in her throat as he slid his hands up her hips to her waist.
    The pants she wore frustrated him because he couldn’t easily touch her skin. “From now on you will wear only skirts.”
    “I