Kidnapped the Wrong Sister (4 page)

As Nikias
ate his dinner that evening, his thoughts kept returning to the young woman he had so neatly trapped on his island.  His intentions had been to have as little contact with her as possible, not liking the giggly young women his brother associated with, but she was a surprise.  He expected tears and tantrums when he sprung his trap, but instead she was calm and controlled, countering all his comments with those of her own.  He found himself enjoying her company, even if she was so obviously lying with her unbelievable story with regard to not being involved with his brother.  She was D Brown and had been at the restaurant as expected.  When his detective followed her to her hotel, there had only been one Miss D Brown resident, and it was the same hotel that Alexis often booked his lady friends into.  Her story was preposterous, but he frowned at her insistence that it was the truth.  With a small sigh, he wondered whether to check it out anyway, just to be on the safe side. 

For the rest of the night he
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.

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 eyes.

Smiling sweetly Diona
looked back at him.  “A phone or a boat would be nice”, she said quickly as he chuckled.  “Hmm maybe not, how about some breakfast instead?”, he returned, flashing her one of the most dazzling smiles she had ever seen, causing her to hold in the sudden gasp which jumped to her lips.

About to refuse anything from him, her stomach
rumbled painfully, reminding her that she had not eaten for so long, and with a sigh she conceded, “Thank you”  He then led her into a large kitchen, with a honey pine table in the centre of the room.  Nikias began looking through the fridge, much to Diona’s surprise, as she expected to find breakfast being served in the large dining room by the housekeeper she briefly met the night before.

“Are you going to cook?”, she asked, her voice full of surprise as he looked over at her with a small almost boyish grin.  “I’m going to try”, he answered with a smile. “My housekeeper has the morning off, and the alternate doesn’t start for another half hour, so it’s help yourself or starve till she arrives”

Looking nervously at him
, Diona moved forward to pluck the eggs and bacon from his fingers before moving to the large cooker and placing things under the grill and gently poaching the eggs.  Nikias watched her, a mocking look in his eyes.  “Don’t you trust me Diona?”, he asked with a small chuckle in his voice, as she flashed him a disbelieving look.  “About as far as I could throw you”, she replied.

H
e once more laughed, the sound of the deeply masculine rumbling causing Diona to feel her knees shake. He moved over to another cupboard to pull out plates and cutlery, setting the table in time for her to serve up the food and place hot steaming mugs of coffee before them both.

“If you don’t like coffee then tough”, she said as she sat down opposite him.  He looked over at her with a grin.  “Thank you Diona”, rolling her name on his tongue.  “Diona…do you know that that is a Greek name?”, watching her as she nodded her head gently.  “My grandmother was Greek and I was named after her”, she said softly, seeing the face of the woman who had been one of the few people she could turn to while growing up, before her death five years previously.

As she
watched him intently, eating the delicious food she prepared, he suddenly looked over at her, catching her staring at him and smiling with an almost knowing mocking look. “I’ve been trying to get in touch with Alexis, care to tell me where he is?”, he asked her softly, his eyes holding hers, now with a purposeful look in them.

“Probably running off to marry my poor misguided sister”, she bit back, seeing a look of irritation move over his face.  “So you are still holding onto your ridiculous story?”, he said softly, an icy note coming to his voice.  “It would be better for you Diona if you were to tell me, because Alexis is like a child, and without you he is very likely to do something stupid”

Diona
laughed softly, causing him to frown, a look of annoyance on his face,  “Without me?”, she mocked him gently, “You think a little gold digger like me could control your oh-so-perfect brother?”, she asked, a small thoughtful look coming to her eyes.  “Well maybe they are perfect for each other after all”, she laughed, sitting back in her seat.  “Now why don’t you let me go Nikias so I can call my sister and put an end to all this nonsense?”

She
heard him sighing angrily as he finished his breakfast, lifting their plates and placing them into the dishwasher, partly to hide the strange sensation he felt from first hearing her speak his name.  However, her words also irritated him; Nikias moved over to her.  “So you continue to stick to this story of yours?”, he asked as she stood up beside him, nodding her head.

“Well in that case you won’t mind if I do this”, he said, his arms moving forward so quickly, taking Diona by surprise to pull her in hard against him, his mouth moving down to take hers.  For a split second Diona stood perfectly still in shock, before she started to push against him feeling his whole body hard against her, until with a sigh and a shudder moving through her whole being, she stopped struggling, her mouth moving against his, her arms moving around his neck to deepen their embrace.  As she felt his hands move up her body, she gave a small whimper, her entire body erupting in a passion she had never before felt.

H
e pulled his lips from hers in stunned surprise.  Looking down into her impassioned face, he groaned gently, moving once more to kiss her wonderful soft mouth, lifting her onto the table so that he could lay her down as he half covered her, his mouth travelling down the slender column of her throat as her fingers moved through his hair, her soft mouth moaning gently at his actions.  Nikias could feel the raw need for the women beneath him as he unbuttoned the summer shirt she wore, revealing her slender body and the hardness of her nipples as they strained against the fine lacy material containing her.  With a masculine groan which resonated from the back of his throat, his teeth gently nipped her, causing her to arch her back gasping loudly as strange sensations ran through her to ache between her legs as she took his face into her hands, pulling his mouth back to hers. 

His mouth
continued to control her before pulling back, his eyes travelling to the golden hair knotted tightly against the nape of her neck.  Pulling the pins free, he watched the tresses tumble down, falling down her back and face like a silken golden cloud.  He held his breath with the gut-wrenching flash of heat which filled him, Diona so wild and sensual.  Once more taking her lips, he felt himself move beyond the ability to stop himself from his need to possess this woman.  The need to satiate himself in the softness of her body, in the fire in her eyes which held his.

It was only the sound of
footsteps, Nikias cursing the timing of the part-time housekeeper, moving along the marble hallway which finally broke the spell between them as she gasped ripping her mouth from his.  She pushed him from her as he stepped away, turning his back on her so she would not see the desire still so evident in his eyes.  Diona stood in complete shock fixing her shirt, her shaky fingers struggling to do even this small task.  As he finally turned back to look at her, he found her staring at him, her eyes haunted and wild, like a trapped animal, her long wavy golden hair framing her perfect body making him yearn to move forward once more to finish what they had started.  However, she moved behind the table to put distance between them, those wonderful blue eyes wide as they looked at him with such mortification in them.  “You shouldn’t have done that”, she moaned, her voice so unsteady. 

With a last look at her
, he turned.  “I just wanted to know how much my brother would be missing you”, he threw back in his need to put as much distance between them as possible, his voice steadier than he felt.  “Feel free to use as many of the facilities as you want”, he added before moving out of the kitchen to his office, shutting the door with a resounding bang.

Sitting in his office
, Nikias ran his fingers angrily through his hair.  He meant to shake her up, make her admit she was lying, but it had backfired on him with a vengeance.  Now he groaned, feeling the need for her burning deeply within him.  Once more he thought Diona Brown was not the same as the other women his brother dated and with a need to put her as far out of his mind as possible he switched on his computer to begin working through the many emails which awaited him.

In the kitchen
, Diona watched as Nikias moved from the room, his whole body calm and controlled as he seemed to triumph over her weakness.  He had meant to show her how little he thought of her, how cheap he thought she was and he succeeded.  As her legs felt suddenly so weak she sank down onto one of the chairs, her eyes closing painfully remembering how he laid her on the table she now leant against.  She remembered how he dominated her, causing her to react so dramatically to him, to feel such a need to have him do so much more to her.  Raising still-shaky hands, she tried to pull her hair back into the knot, giving up as her fingers refused to work.

His kiss
was wonderful, his tongue pulling such a response from her, and she felt another jolt just remembering how he nipped her, feeling a flush rising to her cheeks, as she dropped her head into her arms with a soft moan.  She had to get off this island, not only to save her sister, but she thought warily, to save herself.

Rising from the table with purpose, she
moved up to the second floor of the lovely building, moving in and out of the different rooms.  In each she picked up the phone, grimacing as each and every one was, as he already told her, dead.  However, one of these rooms would be his, and right now he was downstairs somewhere in his office leaving her free to search.  As she reached one door she found it to be locked, and she cursed gently, realising that he had outmanoeuvred her once more.

Diona
spent nearly a half an hour on her fruitless search, amazed at the size of the home.  Finally she decided to search the island for other outbuildings he might have missed, perhaps she could even get one of the people she had spotted earlier to give her a lift off or even just to let her use their mobile phone.

As she
moved quietly back down the stairs she dropped down, as she saw him exiting a room at the end of the hall where, unaware of her presence, he headed into another room.  Hardly believing her luck, Diona silently ran down the rest of the stairs slipping into the room he just left, realising that it was indeed as she suspected: his office.  A large wooden desk which probably cost as much as her whole flat took up a prime position close to a picture window looking out over the cliff, and she was once more reminded of the wildness of the house setting, the thought that it suited its owner so well fleeting through her mind.  Rushing over to the phone she picked it up, hearing the dial tone, much to her relief.  As she began to dial her sister’s mobile number, the tone died as a message requested she enter the three digit security number.  Looking in disbelief at the phone, she cursed it, placing it back onto its cradle, her eyes scanning the room for some other means with which to contact her sister.  Spotting the computer on the desk she quickly moved over, pressing the keys in the hope that he left it connected - a hope which was quickly dashed as she had been requested to enter a password.  Closing her eyes in defeat she stared at the screen.

“Give up”, a voice from the other end of the room spoke softly, causing her to lift her head quickly to see Nikias watching her from the door, which she had not heard open. “And just so you know, I have banned all mobile phones for the week and threatened anybody who agrees to take you across to the mainland with immediate dismissal”, he added, almost as though he had read her mind.  Clenching her hands angrily by her side and gritting her teeth, she glared at the man on the other side of the room.  “You have to let me off this island… I need to save my sister from your damn brother”, she bit out, her tone low and angry.

“While you are here, as far as I am concerned my brother is safe… at least from you”, he retorted, his tone just as controlled as hers, as the two glared at each other, both feeling the way the very air between them was charged.  As Nikias moved towards her, Diona panicked, suddenly so aware of the handsome tall man before her, and she moved around him nimbly, reaching the door and fleeing from the room, moving out of the house in a sudden need to feel fresh air on her body.

Standing in his office
, Nikias watched her leave, seeing how she fled, her eyes full of panic.  He frowned gently, feeling once again the need for her made more acute by the fact that she had not tied up her hair, and it still hung around her body giving her a sensual look, which caused the blood in his veins to boil so alarmingly.  God she was good, he thought, even her hard-to-get innocent act was better than any other he had come across, and he knew that she was trouble with a capital T.  However, lifting up the phone he quickly barked out commands in Greek before moving out of the room to find her.