Free The Sheik's Rebellious Mistress by Elizabeth Lennox

female population in general, and one slender, sexy, vibrant woman in particular. As he turned on the jets to the shower, he acknowledged that there was also the intense need to wring her pretty little neck but that would have to wait, and he had many more things he wanted to do to her before he punished her for her outright defiance.
    Walking out of his bedroom fifteen minutes later, freshly showered and shaved, he tossed the phone to Jamil. “Find out where she lives and get her settled into the Paris apartment,” he said. Without another word, he walked by the man frantically scribbling in his notebook as he moved toward his first meeting of the day.
Chapter 5
    Glaring at the inanimate objectshe"d just tossed across the room, Electra sat up in bed, too angry to get back to sleep now.
    “How dare he!” she said to the empty room. What right did he have to speak to her like that? So she"d left the morning after a night of passion? So it had been mind-boggling, toe-curling, hair scorching passion?What did he care? She"d thought she"d been doing him a favor by leaving. She certainly didn"t need the awkwardness of the morning after. Leaving had been in both their best interests. He didn"t have to follow through on all the regular niceties and she didn"t have to hear his insincere, “I"ll call you,” as she walked out the door. This way, everyone came out the winner.
    Tossing the blankets off her, she stomped to the shower, waiting impatiently for the hot water to make its way up to the second floor. Memories of the previous night"s passionate shower swirled through her mind and she almost shut off the shower again but felt the need to cleanse herself after his annoying phone call.
    When the hot water finally arrived through the ancient plumbing, she scrubbed her body under the warm spray, angrily trying to forget the arrogant man"s phone call and angry words. Unfortunately, she"d never been very good at releasing her anger. How dare he call her after the night they"d just shared?
    It was less than two hours since she"d slipped from his warm bed, completely naked and snuggled next to him. The memories of their night started to filter into her mind and she wished desperately she could hang onto her anger. But as she remembered the feelings he gave her and how her body responded to every touch of his, her anger started to dissipate. It was hard to remain furious when her body was still tingling from what he"d made her feel.
    Stepping out of the shower and toweling herself dry, she flicked her phone back on, wondering what she would do if he called again. She pulled on a pair of jeans and a teeshirt, still fuming about the obnoxious man and thinking of the perfect thing to say, if only she"d thought of it when he"d called earlier. As she walked down the stairs to the kitchen, her phonerang and she picked it up, checking the caller"s number before answering it, just to make sure it wasn"t Dharr. She ignored the disappointment in the pit of her stomach when she didn"t recognize the caller.
    “Hello?” she said, pouring herself a cup of c offee. It was her friend who worked in a small, private school down the street. She tried not to worry too much about her disappointment that it was her friend and not Dharr. She"d only known the man for twenty four hours and already she was needing to hear his voice? That was silly.
    Her friend, unaware of Electra"s topsy -turvy emotions for the past two hours, broke through her depression with a bright, cheerful voice. “I have a proposition for you,” she started off. “Remember the woman who was helping me out as a teacher"s aide?” she asked.
    “Sure, the one who was going to have a baby in the next few months?”
     
    “That"s the one. Well, her doctor put her on full bed rest so she"s unable to work right now. The pay is extremely low, but if you want it, the job is yours,” her friend said.
    Electra stood with her coffee cup midway to her mouth, frozen in shock. “Are you