The Billionaire's Secret Mistress - Part 2 (Contemporary BWWM Romance) (The Billionaire's Secret Mistress (Contemporary BW) by Destiny Davis Read Free Book Online

you?” He looked straight at his mother. “You planned the whole thing.”
                  Linda smiled. “Yes, of course I planned the whole thing. But Angela was a big help. Come in, son. Don’t you want to introduce your little friend to everyone?”
                  Dimitri finally looked at Angela. His eyes sent a chill down her spine. There was something… almost like fear in his eyes as he forced a smile and curved a hand around her waist.
                  “Come on, darling.”
                  Without another word, he pushed past his mother and into the splendid interior of the mansion.

Chapter 9
     
                  Thirty minutes into the party and Angela was starting to think that Dimitri had some sort of agenda. Saying that he was acting strange was an understatement. He held her hand tightly as he waltzed from guest to guest, quickly introducing her before moving on to another group. Whenever she opened her mouth to say something other than “hello” or “pleasure to meet you,” he would immediately guide her to someone else. It was almost as though he didn’t want her to speak to any member of his family.
                  “Are you okay?” She hissed at him after he’d rather rudely brushed off a drunk aunt. “You were very rude to your aunt just now.”
                  “Sorry.” He smiled tersely at her. “She was drunk.”
                  “So? And what’s with the leading me around? I’m perfectly capable of making conversation by myself, thank you.” She obstinately brought her arms across her chest.
                  A reluctant grin tugged at his lips. “You’re impossible,” he said affectionately. “Come on. I need a break from all of this. Let’s go upstairs. I’ll show you my old room.”
                  Angela giggled, lacing her fingers through his as he led her upstairs. He pushed open a door on the first floor to reveal a large room decorated in gold and blue. A huge Victorian bed, an antique work desk, and a floor-to-ceiling book shelf dominated the décor. She smiled as she walked over to the desk and picked up a picture of Dimitri as a young boy. His eyes were closed and his rotund face was spread in a wide smile.
                  “How old were you here?”
                  He took the frame from her hand and peered at it. “Around six or seven, I think.” Something flickered in his eyes. “It was the summer after my twin sister died. My parents took me to the lake house as a change of scenery.”
                  Angela stared at him. “What? You had a twin sister? I didn’t know that.”
                  He gave her a rueful smile as he set the frame down on the table. “It’s my fault. You’re right, I should have opened up more about myself. But I find some things very… very hard to talk about.”
                  Angela wrapped her arms around his waist and rested her cheek on his shoulder. “I’m sorry, Dimitri.”
                  He shrugged, touching the picture with his index finger. “It was a long time ago. Her name was Elizabeth.”
                  “What…” Angela hesitated. “What happened to her?”
                  “Leukemia. She was born with a weak immune system and she spent her early years in and out of the hospital. When she was diagnosed with cancer, it was so advanced and aggressive that there was nothing the doctors could do.” He exhaled loudly. “It don’t remember it all obviously but I do remember this… this nagging feeling of emptiness. It never quite left me. Of course, my mother made sure to remind me that I was the reason why Elizabeth died.” He added in a matter-of-fact tone.
                  “What?” Angela’s eyes widened.
                  “I was the stronger fetus. Apparently