lastic mannequin lay on the expensive rug, a silent

bit his lip, trying desperately to suppress a laugh, but a ner

nded, his voice a low, dangerous rumble that left no room for hesitation. Mr. Davenport and his

sation of embarrassment crawled up the back of his neck. He, Conway Maxwell, the man who

eyes. She stood tall, her chest heaving, star

room immediately. He forced the tension out

anding," Conway said. His voice was smo

Julian. His eyes were lethal. "

gue, but the sheer gravity of Conway's stare crushed the wo

hetic apology. He took a

ximity made Diana's breath catch. She instinctively took a

said. He extended his large, calloused hand

is hand. She had assumed this terrifying man

ed the lawyers. It explained why Julian cowered before him.

not reach out. She kept her arm

ok offended. "I apologize for my nephew's reckless behavior

y, but the heavy, commanding tone

ed in that instant that this man, Conway, was a hu

tanding by the door, and the man in front of

red up, can you leave now?" Diana a

resort to extreme 'self-protection' measures ag

rom who? The husband who threw a check at

. The words hit a nerv

d, I will personally supervise Julian.

lder of this family, it is my responsibility to ensure this marriage does not

eavy stones. It was a blatant threat. He

ell into a box labeled 'Highly

and walked out the door, Julian scurry

he slid down the heavy wood of the door and sat on the floo

ncle, the way you looked back there... I th

etal doors. His eyes were dark and ca