Free Restless Billionaire by Abby Green

as she thought that, she remembered the sensation of warm release inside
her and her heart started to thump ominously.
     

  CHAPTER FOUR

 
                 ‘JUST
make sure it’s done, Alain. I don’t want to hear about this problem again.’
Sebastian switched off his mobile phone and had to quell the urge to call his
senior hotel manager in Paris back to apologise. He’d been like a bear with a
sore head for weeks now. He knew the reason why, but as the implications of
this set in, Sebastian scowled, earning a quick glance from his driver through
the rearview mirror. His driver knew better though, than to engage him in
conversation when he was silent like this.
                 The
city of London slid past the car, as Sebastian tried desperately not to give
into the urge to think of her again .
It was getting worse. She’d invaded his dreams ever since India, and he’d conducted video conferences with his team in Mumbai rather than go
over there again. As if he couldn’t even trust himself to be in the same city.
                 His
fist clenched automatically in rejection of that thought but he ignored it.
Aneesa Adani was not like the women he sought out to be his lovers. She’d been
innocent, going through a traumatic time. She lived in India and had indelible
roots to the place.
                 And
she was the only woman who had managed to somehow sneak under his guard to a
place no one had reached. Ever. Not even his own family. And for that reason alone, she was danger
with a capital D .
                 Sebastian
had found out shortly after returning from India that his only full sibling,
his younger brother Nathaniel, had seen their prodigal oldest half-brother
Jacob when he had turned up at the opening night of Nathaniel’s latest West End
play after years of unexplained absence. Nathaniel had left the stage, which
had led to a sequence of events that had forced Nathaniel to seek sanctuary from
the press on Sebastian’s private island.
                 It
had sparked a revival in media interest in their scandalous family history, and
in the whereabouts of his and Nathaniel’s mother, something they could both
have done without. While Sebastian got on with most of his siblings, even if he
didn’t see much of them now, his relationship with Nathaniel was his closest
one, albeit largely from a distance. The relationship with his oldest
half-brother, however, had been non— existent for
years.
                 Once,
Jacob had been Sebastian’s only anchor in a dark and unstable world. An adored and revered older brother. By the age of ten,
Sebastian had witnessed more than any child of his age should have had to, and
had dealt with seeing his mother being sent to a mental institution.
                 He’d
always been the loner out of all his siblings, a cerebral child who had
struggled in isolation to comprehend the mercurial moods of their charismatic
father. But at a crucial point in Sebastian’s life, Jacob had left the home
with no warning and no explanation, and ever since then Sebastian had had no
one who’d cared enough to coax him out of himself. From that moment on, he’d
become even more withdrawn.
                 And
without the anchor of their oldest brother, all the Wolfe siblings had
inevitably drifted apart. Sebastian had buried the pain of that abandonment
deep inside him and had channelled all of his energy into a single-minded
desire to succeed. Which he had done many times over.
                 Jacob’s
return now was precipitating a whole host of unwelcome emotions within
Sebastian, and so far he’d managed to avoid meeting him. However, Sebastian had
just agreed to let Nathaniel use his London hotel for his upcoming wedding, and
he knew that Jacob was due to attend, so even though he had no wish to avoid
the rest of his family, if Jacob was going to be there, then Sebastian was
planning on