Free Betrayal by Margaret Bingley Page A

Toby here, who wants you to marry him.'
    'I wouldn't marry him if they paid me a million pounds!' she spat out furiously and then realised with despair that although Toby had finished, Roger was going to take his turn. The realisation was too much for her and she finally lost consciousness.
    Without her hatred and terror the excitement died away for both men. Finally they stood by the bed, looking down at her tear-stained face, her eyes now closed, her hair matted with sweat, and abruptly Toby realised what he'd done.
    'Christ, Roger, suppose we've damaged the baby?'
    'Don't be stupid, we didn't hurt her. We only gave her a good workout, like you said she wanted. Besides, you needed the photos, didn’t you?'
    'Did I? I can't seem to remember… '
    'You said she won't marry you, but if you threaten to have these published then she won't dare refuse and risk the publicity. That's what you told me. Because of her parents and some scandal they were in? You said she'd never be able to face that sort of thing.'
    'Neither could I!'
    Roger shrugged. 'Suit yourself, but I doubt if she'll think you’d mind. All grist to your sexual reputation! No, if she's the wife you want then I imagine you've got her. Thanks for the loan, I enjoyed it. Next time I'll have her first.'
    'There won't be a next time.'
    'Of course there will. Once you get a taste for this kind of thing there's no going back. I'll bring a bird along as well. Foursomes are good fun, especially if you get the women to work on each other. That's a great turn-on.'
    'Sod off home,' said Toby wearily, and was asleep on the settee before Roger had shut the front door behind him. He was woken at six-thirty by the door bell, and knew who the visitor would be before he opened the door.
    'You look fresh and bright!' said Bishop with the faintest hint of a smile round his mouth. 'A hard night, was it? Difficult to get the little lady to agree?'
    'You could say that.'
    'But she will marry you?' 'I think so.'
    'That's not good enough, Toby.' 'All right, yes, she will.'
    'Good, I'll pass the message on. Make it soon, he'll want to see a picture in the paper before the week's out. Special licence naturally.' 'Naturally,' said Toby, thankful that for once he'd managed to do the right thing.

    'The arrogant bastard's gone and married her!' snarled Neal Gueras, hurling the Daily Mail across his office in a fury. 'Didn't you tell him what I said? Didn't you make my wishes clear?'
    'Of course,' said Bishop smoothly, bending down to pick up the paper and noticing how drawn the bride looked, and how satisfied the groom.
    'Then what the hell does he think he's playing at?'
    Bishop shrugged. 'Perhaps she's the one who pushed him into it. From what I've heard she's pretty besotted.'
    'That isn't what I’ve heard,' said Neal coldly. 'In my opinion he's done this deliberately, in order to show us that because he's going through a period of temporary fame, he's untouchable.'
    'You could be right, but… '
    'He treats her badly,' said Neal abruptly. 'She isn't the type of girl who'd put up with that.'
    'Maybe she enjoys it. Some do, you know!'
    'I'm well aware of that, although you appear to have a monopoly on the supply. Now get out, you’re beginning to annoy me. If I thought for one moment that my message hadn't been passed on… ' 'I assure you it was. Even though I did wonder if he was going to play ball.'
    'A minute ago you were blaming her.'
    'A mistake,' responded Bishop, knowing full well that it had been, and furious with the hapless Lisa for putting him even temporarily out of favour.
    'Keep watching them,' ordered Neal as Bishop started to leave. 'If there's any trouble I want her out, understand?' 'Yes.'
    'Good. Tell Mrs Watts to get me an up-date on the price of gold, and send Rose in for dictation.'
    'Yes, sir. How's Mrs Gueras?' he added politely.
    'Since when did you care? She's exactly the same of course. Now get on with your work.'

    Lisa sat staring at her wedding ring, no