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CHAPTER
FIVE
“Well, I’ll be dammed,” Bull muttered as he watched the beautiful woman make her grand exit. Miss Isabella Cortez was proving to be quite a handful.
“Hell.” He’d love to fill his hands with her soft, luscious tits.
Not knowing what else to do, he headed for the stairs. He didn’t get far before the manservant spotted him. “Do you need anything before retiring, Senor?”
“No, I’m good.” He’d already been given a room, more like a suite. “I can find my own way, thank you.”
“Very good, Senor. If you need anything, there is a call button on the bedside table. Someone will come immediately.”
“Thanks.” Bull wasn’t used to this type of lifestyle, he didn’t know if he ever could be.
All the way up the stairs, he thought of the kiss Isabella had given him. He touched his lips, remembering how sweet she’d tasted. She was something else, his opinion of her was changing. She was confident in what she knew and what she was doing. Bottom line, she was sexy as hell.
None of that changed the fact that she was too young…and way too rich.
By the time he reached his room, his thoughts had turned from one temptress to another. Now, Carmen was a different story. There was no doubt she was a woman, a very desirable woman. Taking off his Stetson, he tossed it on a table. He moved to a window, gazing out over Terra Dura, his mind not seeing the landscape at all. No, the memories of being with Carmen overwhelmed him. He still couldn’t get over how she responded to him. She’d started climaxing the second he entered her and she hadn’t stopped until they’d both touched the gates of heaven. Bull hadn’t held out any hope that a woman would ever react to his touch in such a way. If he closed his eyes, he could almost feel her quivering in his arms. He’d never even known such pleasure existed. The difference between Carmen and his ex-wife was night and day.
Fishing his phone from his pocket, he tried to call Carmen again. He needed to hear her voice.
…In the opposite wing, Isabella laid on her bed and held her phone in her hand as it vibrated.
Benedict was calling.
She felt pulled in two different directions. How odd it felt to be jealous of herself.
Unable to resist, she brought the phone to her ear. “Hello?”
“Thank God, you scared me when you didn’t answer earlier. Are you all right?”
“I’m fine.”
“You don’t sound fine. Has something bad happened?”
His concern melted her heart. “No, nothing has happened.”
“Can I see you tonight?”
Isabella closed her eyes and willed herself to be still. How easy it would be to run to his room and into his arms. The only thing that held her back was the fact that he might reject her once she got there. “No, I’m sorry. I can’t get away.” Rising from the bed, Isabella went to stand in front of the mirror. She picked up her La Diosa mask and held it in front of her face. Looking at herself through the eyeholes, she tried to see what difference the mask made. She’d always heard that men enjoyed a little mystery in a woman, maybe they were right.
“You sound different.” Bull was worried. “Please talk to me, I’ve never known anyone like you before.”
Isabella bowed her head. “I don’t mean to be different, I just have a lot on my mind.”
“Anything you want to talk about?”
The concern was evident in his voice. For a split second, she considered just pouring it all out to him and confessing everything. But what if he told her uncle? She couldn’t risk that, not when they were all under the same roof. “No, I wish I could.” She sat down on the large bed and pulled a white satin pillow into her lap. “I want you to know something, Benedict.” She swallowed. “I think you’re wonderful, a good man.”
“I think you’re perfect, Carmen.”
His admission troubled her. “Things aren’t always what they seem. I wear the mask for a reason. You might not like what’s beneath.”
“Impossible. Put me to the test. Anytime. I can guarantee you won’t be disappointed.”
Isabella closed her eyes as a cloud of pain and guilt washed over her. “It’s not my disappointment I’m worrying about.” Before he could say anything more, she told him she needed to leave. “I can’t talk anymore right now. You be safe, Benedict Redford. I will dream of you.”
