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to know what that meant but she suspected, from previous news reports, that different kinds of financial interests had switched hands; stocks, cash, other incentives.
And what kind of interest did he have in the publishing company? And if he did have an interest in the company, how much of one? Was the company still in trouble? Would there be additional changes required of accepted manuscripts? The idea was a little frightening.
She didn’t have time to ponder that question since she was asked to fasten her seatbelt for takeoff. Things were a little crazy for the next fifteen minutes until they became airborne. As soon as the pilot switched off the fasten seatbelt light, Victor stood up and walked to her seat, pulled her out of it, then sat back down, pulling her onto his lap. He immediately took her earlobe between his teeth and that was the last thought Lana had about any corporate takeovers.
They touched down on an island filled with tall hotels, long sandy beaches and palm tress, and immediately boarded a helicopter that took them to the coast. Thankfully she wasn’t afraid of heights but the speed by which the helicopter took them across the city was a little overwhelming. Lana’s mind was still reeling when they walked onto an extremely fast motor boat that zipped them along the water, skimming the aqua blue sea into an unknown world. She still didn’t know where they were going and since Victor had his own plane, actually a fleet of planes he used for business she found out later, she wasn’t able to look up their destination on the tally board when they entered any of the buildings as they moved from one conveyance to another.
When they finally stepped onto a dock several hours after the plane originally took off, it was dark. There were small lights that lit up a pathway but the dock was at the bottom of a hill and Victor swept her up into his arms, carrying her into a building but not allowing her to stop and gawk at any of the extraordinary rooms they passed by. He carried her right into a bedroom where the sheets were already turned down, the lights were low and as soon as Lana’s back touched the soft sheets, Victor’s mouth covered hers. She didn’t want to know anything anymore except where Victor would touch her next and what she could do to elicit his groans of pleasure.
The next three days were glorious. Victor was a little misleading when he said he had a house. He actually owned an island off the coast of Barbados which was taken care of by a couple most of the year. The wife cooked delicious meals and cleaned the house while the husband maintained the grounds. They slept, ate, swam in the ocean and the pool. Victor taught her how to wind surf and she found that she genuinely enjoyed the sport although she was only able to maintain the sail upright for a few moments at a time. When she wasn’t working on her wind surfing, she lazed away on the beach watching Victor as he kite surfed; a relatively new sport where the person’s feet remained on a surf board and was carried along the surface of the water by a parachute type of kite. Lana sipped ice cold refreshments and tried to hide her fear for his safety as he whizzed through the waves, skimming across the surface far out to sea and then back again.
The rest of the time, they talked and joked, argued good naturedly about politics or any other topic that came up. Lana couldn’t remember laughing so hard or eating so much food during a three day period.
And of course, Victor challenged her in all ways. When they were just lying about on the beach together, Victor wouldn’t let her wear a bathing suit. She was horrified at the idea at first, especially since she only had a one piece, having discarded the bikini she’d originally thought to buy since it had been too risqué. Victor solved that problem by having several bikini bathing suits brought out the next day, which he refused to allow her to wear the tops to. By Saturday morning, she didn’t even hesitate. Wearing her bathing suit down to the beach in the morning, she simply shrugged it off that afternoon. Of course, she blushed profusely as he watched her, and the incorrigible lout started chuckling as she pretended to