Swearing aloud, Ian pulled the band of his bathrobe tighter, stormed into his bedroom and poured himself a large glass of alcohol. 

Of course Eden was ready for him - her body, at any rate, he'd seen! Eden had responded to his caresses with a sensuality that both surprised and delighted him. 

Then, all of a sudden, without warning, she’d gone stiff as a board and started whimpering. 

He uttered a few more heartfelt epithets and took a long swallow of cognac as if it were orange juice.

Ian sensed that Eden was trying with all her might. Ivan’s hurtful words were etched in her memory, as if burned to...