Bedded and DeceivedA Billionaire Revenge Romance Novel - Marian Tee Page 0,15

cheek stilled, and after a moment she heard him say quietly, "No."

Another moment passed, and then he was rising to his feet, and Tahey had to bite her lip hard. He was leaving, and she wanted to cry out for him to stay.

But apparently, she was wrong.

Because while Dmitry did leave, he also came back a few minutes later, and the next thing she knew, a lap tray had been placed over her legs, and her mouth had started to water.

Steak, mashed potatoes, buttered vegetables, and even a bowl of her favorite clam chowder!

"You can't go to bed with an empty stomach," Dmitry said gruffly.

"Thank—-" But her boss was already walking away, and she could only watch helplessly as the door swung shut behind him. If he wasn’t doing these things out of pity, then dare she hope?

Dare she?

Could it be that for him, too?

Chapter Seven

Tahey was up early the next day, her heart in a shambles. It still felt heavy, with Tahey unable to shake off the feeling that she had betrayed Thomas. But at the same time, her heart couldn't help singing just a little, with memories of Dmitry's tenderness playing over and over even in her sleep.

Since October in Paris was supposed to have unpredictable weather, Tahey decided to dress in layers: striped, short-sleeved knitted blouse, a dark skirt over leggings, and a trench coat to pair with her boots.

She also took time to apply a light coat of makeup and carefully worked on her long blonde hair to have it neatly braided up in a single plait. She was hoping that Dmitry would say she looked pretty once he saw her, but the moment she joined the two brothers in the lounge...

"Fuck."

Tahey bit back a sigh at her boss's extremely familiar reaction. She should've known last night was more an anomaly than the new normal. Oh well. A girl could always hope.

Sasha had a hard time fighting back his smile at the way Dmitry had started glaring at Tahoma the moment she walked in. He supposed it was understandable, the way his brother's demeanor could have fooled Tahey into thinking she often annoyed her boss.

Sasha, however, wasn't as innocent as his brother's secretary. Admittedly, it had also taken him a while to see through Dmitry's act. Having known Dmitry's very valid reasons for despising Tahey, he, too, had originally been convinced that Dmitry felt nothing but contempt for the girl.

Now, however...

He flashed the girl his most flirtatious smile. "Good morning, Ms. Baskerville. You're looking exceptionally lovely today." The words had its intended effect, with Tahoma blushing and stammering her thanks while the focus of Dmitry's glare had switched to Sasha.

Sasha raised a brow at his brother. What's wrong?

Dmitry's teeth gnashed. The fuck did Sasha think he was doing, saying such things to Tahey? Didn't he know that Tahey was—-

Fuck.

A muscle began ticking in his jaw as Dmitry realized what he had almost allowed himself to think. He was supposed to find ways to kill his desire for Tahey, dammit, not feed it.

Tahey was just about to greet her boss a good morning when he suddenly stalked past her. A moment later, she heard the door to the office slam shut, and she couldn't help glancing at Sasha rather glumly. "Did I do something again?"

"You did."

Tahey, who hadn't really been serious with her question, felt her jaw drop at Sasha's answer. "I did?" She racked her brains for something she could've done that would've angered Dmitry. "Is it...my clothes?" Maybe she had accidentally dressed herself in a style that reminded Dmitry of his ex?

"In a way."

Drat. That meant she was right, didn't it?

Sasha, seeing the girl was about to start worrying herself to death, was torn between amusement and amazement. Dmitry had been an asshole to this girl from the very start, and yet somehow...

Lucky bastard, Sasha thought. If it had been any other guy, he'd probably have long tried stealing the girl away, just to teach the other man a lesson. But since Dmitry wasn't any other guy, and Sasha happened to be on his brother's side...

Sasha's voice turned deceptively sober as he addressed the girl. "If you want my advice..."

"I do," Tahey said without hesitation.

"I think it's best to give my brother some space for now. Obviously, he's not the type to ask for that out loud, which is why I'm asking it on his behalf. He's got certain things on his mind that he would have an easier time resolving if..."

A light bulb seemed