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The Sheik’s Baby Surprise (The Boarding School #4)(3)
Author: Elizabeth Lennox

Jina shook her head. “No. I am definitely not standing here with you.”

“I know you’re afraid,” he commented, taking her hand and tucking it onto his arm, leading her through the people. “But there is no need to be nervous.”

“I’m not afraid of you!” she lied. She wasn’t really afraid, so much as terrified out of her mind. Why could he make her feel so much with just a touch? What was it about this man in particular that got her so riled up in different ways? It was a mystery that she didn’t even want to solve. He was the enemy! He was one of those wealthy people who thought he could move through life with impunity and she avoided them like the plague.

“I’m not afraid of you, sir,” she said with as much calm as she could muster under the circumstances. “I just don’t want to speak with you.’

“That’s too bad,” he tsked. “Because we’re going to talk. And we’re going to get to know each other.”

Jina pulled back but he simply placed a hand over hers, keeping her hand trapped by his. “No. We’re not. You don’t seem to understand, sir. I don’t like you. I don’t like what you represent and I definitely don’t like the way you are manipulating this situation. Every step you take, forcing me to follow you, is only reinforcing my dislike of you.”

Malik chuckled, surprised by the vehemence in her voice. And he had no doubt that she was being completely honest with him. Oh, she was affected by him. Just as powerfully as he was affected by her. And they would eventually become lovers. But he was definitely going to enjoy the challenge of understanding this woman. A novel experience, he thought. He rarely cared to understand his lovers except for what they wanted in bed.

But this woman, he wanted to understand completely. “So tell me, what has made you such a cynic of men in this world?”

She clenched her teeth tightly. “Perhaps it is the way they manipulate the rest of the world to suit their purposes?” she suggested, looking around at the way they were now in an isolated area of the ballroom. “Or maybe it is your arrogance in thinking that I want to be alone with you.”

He shook his head. “I am very aware that you do not want to be alone with me, my dear. But perhaps we should first introduce ourselves before we continue our mating dance.”

She gasped and pulled back. “I am not dancing with you! And mating…” she struggled to even say the word, it was so out of the realm of possibilities. “That’s definitely not going to happen.”

He leaned closer, slipping his hands into his pockets. “Ah, you’re just throwing out more challenges. I think I should warn you, I truly love a good challenge.”

She cringed inwardly. He did look the kind of man who would rise to any challenge placed in front of him. “You’re like a bull with a red flag, aren’t you?’

He chuckled softly. “Oh, you have no idea. And your red flag is snapping and catching my attention.”

Jina’s body was trembling, her muscles tense with a strange feeling. This man was too confident for her. And too arrogant. So why was she so painfully aware of him as a man? Why couldn’t she simply give him a polite set-down and move on with her job? “Please, just leave me alone,” she told him firmly and started to walk back into the ballroom.

“I can’t do that,” he said, stopping her retreat with his words.

“You can. You just won’t.”

He shrugged one of those massive shoulders encased in a perfectly tailored suit. “However you’d like to define it. We’re not finished.”

She looked away, unable to hold his confident gaze. “Even if I ask you politely?”

He smiled slightly. “You could try it.”

Jina knew that he wouldn’t care how prettily she wrapped up her request, he was going to try and pursue her. “Well, then, I guess the race is on, sir.”

She walked away at that point, feeling strong and powerful since she’d gotten in the last word.

Jina spied her client just as the woman walked back into the ballroom and headed in her direction.

The woman smiled at Jina. “What do you think of our guest of honor?’ she asked in a sly voice.

Jina looked back at her, not sure what she meant. “Who is the guest of honor?” she asked, but she knew! It was him!

The woman nodded at the man who was staring right back at Jina, a look in his eyes that told her that she hadn’t had the last word. Not by a long shot!

“That is Sheik Malik Amari del Nader of Sarkit, one of the most powerful men in the region.” The woman chuckled as they both watched Malik as he lifted his glass to them from across the room. “And a charmer if ever there was one.”

Jina’s mouth fell open slightly. She’d known that he was powerful but, good grief! A sheik? Couldn’t he have been simply a prince or something boring and obnoxious? Why did he have to be the head honcho of everyone? Even neighboring countries followed his lead!

“Oh no!” Jina murmured.

“What’s wrong?”

Jina pulled her gaze away from the man and turned so that her back was to him. It didn’t stop her awareness of the man, she could still feel the heat of his gaze, but at least she wasn’t facing him any longer. That was something, she told herself.

“I yelled at him,” Jina finally admitted.

The other woman laughed and clapped her hands together. “Oh, this is going to be a delicious afternoon!” she said. “Let’s go,” and she surged into the crowd once more.

Jina thought that she was going to be dragged right back to the man’s group, but her client had business to conduct and moved towards her prey, mingling with the other guests. By the end of the event, the woman had accomplished some amazing victories and Jina was in awe of the woman’s negotiating skills.

“You were wonderful,” her client said, shaking Jina’s hands. “I can’t wait to work with you again.” A twinkle entered the older woman’s eyes. “But I think you have some unfinished business, don’t you?”

Jina refused to look over at the man who had been staring at her. Every time she looked up, the man was in her line of sight. All afternoon, he’d tormented her, tried to distract her. But she’d won! She’d finished her job and she’d done well despite his annoying habit of always glancing her way. And her irritating habit of reacting with a shiver every time she looked back at him.

“Not at all. If you don’t need me any longer today…” The woman glanced behind Jina’s shoulder. “Oh, I don’t think so.” A moment later, the woman was gone and Jina was left trembling with awareness.


Malik watched the fascinating woman her facial expressions and body movements, the way her eyes flashed from one person to another. It was all so fascinating! He also loved the way this woman tried to hide her femininity. Those rosebud lips, covered in a neutral lipstick, couldn’t hide the sensuousness of her nature.

He was doubly impressed when he listened to her translations. Never before had he heard a translator come across with such precision, such attention to detail. First, he would have her in his bed. When he was tired of her, which would inevitably happen, he would hire her on as a staff member. She was exceptionally beautiful and amazingly talented. A perfect combination for his bed and his staff.

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