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Ah
,
mon ange
.

He sank down to the floor, pulling her with him to the thick carpet. Their hands tugged and tore at each other

s clothing, made clumsy by haste and need. She returned his kisses eagerly, moaning faintly as his hands uncovered and caressed her naked breasts, then lifted herself towards him, sobbing with acceptance as he entered her.

He said thickly,

Hélène

je t

aime

je t

adore
.


Yes,

she whispered, her voice shaking as she began to move with him, their bodies blending hungrily.

Oh, my love

my love…

It was not a prolonged mating. Their mutual desire was too fierce, too greedy for its satisfaction. As the soft, trembling pulsations deep within her reached their culmination she cried out, and heard him groan his pleasure in turn.

When she could speak again, Helen said faintly,

Thank heaven I packed some stuff. You

ve wrecked this dress completely.


I hope you do not want me to apologise.

He wrapped her closely in his arms, his lips against her hair.

Perhaps you should stop wearing clothes altogether.


With winter coming?

Helen pretended to shiver.

Besides,

she added, trying to sound casual,

the baby might catch a chill.

His caressing hand abruptly stopped its ministrations.

Baby? What are you saying?


Yes, darling,

she told him softly.

That

s the other thing I came to tell you. It seems you

re going to be a father.


Ah
,
Dieu
.

He lifted himself on to an elbow, staring at her in a kind of anguish.

What have I done?

She looked back at him, her throat tightening in shock.

You

don

t want our baby? I admit the timing isn

t ideal, but
—’


Want it?

He seized her hands, covering them in kisses.

Mon coeur
, I cannot believe such happiness. But we should not have made love,

he added grimly.

It could be dangerous when you are only just
enceinte
.


Well, the baby will just have to cope.

She smiled up at him.

We have to make up for lost time, my love.


Then I shall have to learn to be gentle. You have to be kept safe, even if I have to wrap you in silk,

Marc told her softly.


Safe.

She sighed the word.

The first time you made me feel safe was when I

d had too much to drink and you slept with me on the sofa.

Her eyes widened.

I think that was when I realised I was falling in love with you.

He framed her face between his hands.

And yet you ran away,

he reminded her teasingly.

Why didn

t you awaken me, Hélène, and tell me how you felt

what you wanted me to do?

he added, kissing her mouth softly and sensuously.


Because Nigel had told me you exercised a two-month limit on your affairs, and I was frightened,

she said frankly.

Scared to love you, or let you make love to me, in case you broke my heart.


But with you, it was never to be an
affaire
,

he said quietly.

It was to be a lifetime. Because you were the one I had been waiting for, cherie. The girl of my heart. With the others before you
—’
he shrugged
‘—
I can say only in my defence that I tried to be honest

to make no promises I would not keep, nor offer commitment I would not fulfil. When they knew there was no future in the relationship, most of my girlfriends walked away.

She said in a low voice,

But with me, you always said it was the house you wanted. And I was just part of the deal.


I said that to protect myself. And to stop you running away from me. You see,
mon amour
, at that time I thought you still cared for Nigel.


Nigel!

Helen sat up indignantly.

Oh, you couldn

t have done.


I saw you together at the wedding,

he said, his mouth twisting.

You seemed quite happy in his arms.

She said flatly,

I think I was temporarily paralysed. He was telling me to ask you about Angeline Vallon. He

he implied she was your mistress.


And you believed him?

His voice was incredulous.

But why did you not ask me?


Because I couldn

t guarantee what your answer might be,

she said. She took a deep breath.

I

m afraid I

d heard you talking to Alan about her, and I

m not proud of that. Nigel appeared to confirm what you

d said. So heartbreak seemed to be right there, waiting for me.

She paused.

Anyway, why didn

t you ask me about Nigel?


Because I told myself that once we were married, and in bed together, I could make you forget him,

he said huskily.

That I could persuade you to fall in love with me. I was that arrogant

that stupid. I should have known that with you it could never be that simple.


I fought you for my own sake,

she said quietly.

No one else

s. But I still could not stop myself wanting you.

She was silent for a moment.

That money

I gave it to the poor in St Benoit.

His smile was crooked as he drew her back into his arms and lay down again, her head pillowed on his chest.

How estimable of you,
cherie
.


I wish I hadn

t now,

she said regretfully.

After all, we need every penny we can get.

He laughed.

Things are not that bad,
ma petite
.


Marc

don

t pretend. Alan told me you stood to lose everything.

She stirred uneasily.

I don

t suppose we should even be here

especially, my goodness, like this,

she added, recognising their joint state of
dishabille
.

The security men might come to escort you from the building. Isn

t that what happens? And don

t you have a desk to clear? Because I could help…


Hélène,

he said gently.

Do not upset yourself. There is no need, I promise.


I

m bound to be upset,

she protested.

You

ve lost Fabrication Roche, and I know what it meant to you. How difficult it must be…


Mon coeur
,

he said patiently,

I did not lose. It was close, but I won. I still have the company.

She stared up at him, open-mouthed.

But Alan said
—’


Alan is a realist. He knew the odds were against me. But I had suspected a long time ago that someone might be planning a boardroom
coup
. We were suddenly encountering problems where there had been none before.

Wryly, he counted them on his fingers.

Sabotage, strikes, accusations of racism, key workers abducted and held to ransom.

He shook his head.

Someone wished to acquire Fabrication Roche, and cheaply, but I did not at once see that Angeline Vallon might be involved. I thought that difficulty was behind me

that she had seen the error of her ways. But I was wrong.


However, I knew that I had not been her only target. Not all of them had resisted, n
aturellement
, but they had all found it was not easy to escape her talons, even when the relationship had palled and they wished it to end. She had a capacity for revenge, that one.

Helen

s eyes were like saucers.

But her husband…


He worshipped her,

Marc said briefly.

And she dominated him. He decided that her beauty made her the prey of other men

s lusts, but that she was always innocent. I had insulted her, therefore I must be punished. He has a simplistic mind,
le pauvre
Hercule.

His mouth twisted.

And, as Alan saw, I had allowed my attention to wander a little. But what could I do, once I had seen the woman I had been waiting for all my life? I had to make you mine.

She nestled closer.

You were certainly persistent.

He kissed her again.

I was in love. So much so that I could almost understand poor foolish Hercule. That day when I sat beside you at Charlotte

s wedding I knew I would give anything to have you look at me as she did at her husband, but it seemed hopeless. And I was afraid, too, that if I could not afford Monteagle I might lose you for ever.


But I came to you,

she said.

I offered myself. You know that.


I did not know, however, what I could offer in return.

He stroked the curve of her cheek.

I was scared that if it was a choice between Monteagle and myself, I would lose. So it seemed best to fight on alone, until I knew what kind of life I could lay at your feet.


And I thought you preferred Angeline Vallon and couldn

t wait to get back to her,

she confessed.

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