mean every indecent proposal,” she snapped. He had been direct but never crude or coarse. She sensed the savage hunger beneath his veneer of civility, yet the man managed to make the promise of a one-night stand sound like a sacred experience. She rejected him outright but he didn’t give up. If anything, his invitations became more extravagant and imaginative. It had become a game between them.
There were moments when she wished she could have entertained the idea. A few times she wanted to forget about this revenge. Just for one night. Break free from the dark emotions that suffocated her. Explore the attraction she shared with Cooper. Enjoy life.
That was when she knew Cooper Brock was very dangerous. Not once had she considered stepping back from her vengeful plans until she met him. It worried her. She didn’t know why she felt that way. Did it mean her drive was weakening? Or that her desire for Cooper was stronger?
He propped his elbow on the table and rested his strong chin against his hand. “Why didn’t you say yes?”
Serena frowned. The man’s arrogance was reaching legendary proportions. “I wasn’t interested.”
“Yes, you were. From the moment we saw each other.”
She fell into silence as she remembered the first time she had seen Cooper. It was one of the few moments in her life when she’d followed an impulse and didn’t consider the risks. She had regretted it ever since.
Serena had been in London and heard Cooper was going to be the guest speaker at a charity dinner. She had decided to attend so she could study him from afar. It hadn’t quite worked out that way. He had noticed her the moment she had stepped into the ballroom.
“Why were you there that night?” Cooper asked, and his mouth tilted into a lopsided grin. “Was it to meet me? You had been so fascinated with what you had already learned that you needed to see me in the flesh?”
Cooper’s teasing comment wasn’t that far off from the truth. She had been reluctantly impressed by his achievements and she’d believed—hoped—he wouldn’t live up to the hype. As much as she tried to convince herself that he got where he was because of his name, she had a feeling he would have been a success no matter what.
“I wanted to support a worthy cause,” she said primly. Serena didn’t feel the need to encourage his oversize ego.
“Really?” His Southern drawl was thick and sexy. “What was the charity for?”
Her mind went blank. Serena’s eyes widened as she tried to recall the charity’s logo but it was all a little fuzzy. Her full attention had been on Cooper Brock. From the amused gleam in his eyes, Cooper knew it.
“It was one of the many events I’ve attended in the past month. They all blend together,” she argued. “What do you remember from that night?”
“Your hair was pulled back in a severe knot,” he said quietly as his features softened, “and you wore a navy blue dress.”
She gave a jerk of surprise. “How—Why do you remember that?” And why did she remember every detail about him that night from the way his designer suit hung from his shoulders to the stubble shadowing his angular jaw?
“I remember that dress was better suited for a nun.” He shook his head and smiled at her. “Promise me you’ll never wear it again. Do mankind a favor and burn it.”
Serena pursed her lips, refusing to return his smile. The dress had been dowdy for a reason. She had decided to follow the unofficial dress code of her peers and chose dark, conservative clothes. She had worn no jewelry and a minimum of makeup but it didn’t help. She had still stood out. “I was trying to blend in with the other guests.”
Her plan had been to stay in the shadows and get lost in the crowd while she studied him. Cooper Brock had been easy to find. Everyone had a tendency to gravitate to him. He had been holding court in the hotel ballroom, surrounded by titans of industries who were hanging on to his every word.
And then he noticed her when she crossed the threshold. He had done a double take and his voice had trailed off. Cooper had reared his head back as if he had been struck. And the moment their eyes had met…
Their gazes held as she remembered that moment of impact. She knew Cooper was remembering it, too. Serena’s skin grew hot and she felt an insistent tug low in her belly. That instantaneous connection had been scary, exciting and shocking. Serena was used to wielding power over men, but not like this. And no man had made her want to capitulate immediately. Completely.
She had been tempted to turn on her heels and run but she also knew it would have been useless. Cooper Brock would have pursued her. And she would have considered letting him catch her. That had knocked some sense into her. Serena had known that her only option was to stand up to him and defy every wish he made.
She wondered how strong his desire was now that he knew she had the power to destroy him. At the moment it was so thick it was almost tangible. But how quickly would it disappear once he realized she was going to go through with her revenge? Would he still watch her silently with that slumberous look when she went back on her word? Would he want to caress her after she told the whole world how his father conducted business?
As much as the attraction between them intrigued her, she wasn’t going to submit to it. She was going to toy with Cooper, let him know what it was like to lose everything. She was going to crush the Brock empire just as they had crushed her father’s company.
And then she was going to discard Cooper Brock and move on with her life.
SERENA SET DOWN her small coffee cup over an hour later and frowned as she watched Cooper on the other side of the table. “I should be the one paying for the dinner. You are my guest.”
“So you said.” Cooper didn’t look up as he signed the bill. “Repeatedly.”
The man seemed to find the idea of a woman paying for his meal deeply offensive. She had found his traditional view entertaining until she realized he was serious. His comments were not designed to irritate her. Cooper Brock truly believed it was a man’s duty—a man’s right—to provide.
Nothing she said or did could sway him to change his mind and she had grudgingly conceded this skirmish. If she had caused a scene she doubted he would have backed down. She had not met a man who was as stubborn or as certain of his beliefs.
She had discovered over dinner that Cooper Brock had very strong opinions. Trepidation curled around her chest and squeezed hard. If he felt his family had done nothing wrong, would he sign over the shares to prevent the release of the information she had? For the first time since she proposed the idea to Spencer Chatsfield, Serena wasn’t so sure. There was a very good chance that this strategy would not work.
It had to work. She didn’t want to think of the financial repercussions if it didn’t. Serena willed herself not to panic. She waited for this moment because she understood what the Alves land represented to Cooper. It was his ultimate ambition to get the one deal his father could not.
This was the only reason why she stepped out of her safe corner and challenged him. He had not been as emotionally invested in a deal like the Alves land. He took the interference personally. She needed to have more faith in
