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    Stepping even closer he made to shake her awake, his hand stalling as his eyes trailed over her.  S he really had changed from the girl he kn ew .  Then she had been pretty, but always prone to wear shap e less clothes that seemed at least a size to o big for her, her hair allowed to fall over her face to hide her features.  The large thick-framed glasses she wore back then were too big for her petite features, and she presented an almost comical figure.  Now however, dressed in the figure-hugging cocktail dress, her hair pulled away from her face she was beautiful.  Long lashes brushed against her creamy smooth cheek, her lips large and red - so kissable. 
    Pausing, he squatted down beside her, his eyes drinking in everything about this woman, this woman who had angered him more than any other , a small smile spreading over his features.  Yes , humiliating Sara Balfour would be pleasurable in so many ways .  He allowed his finger to run along her l ips, Sara moving slightly in her deep sleep, her lips parting as her small tongue darted out, this small action like a punch to his stomach as desire thudded into every part of him.  Leaning fo rward Darius covered her mouth with his, his tongue sliding slowly along the silky softness of her bottom lip a small content sigh leaving her as he deepened the kiss, her mouth shaping with his as she kissed him back , stirring softly before her eyes open ed .
    Sara woke with a start.  Her eyes flew open in confusion and panic, tasting Darius’ tongue against hers as with a cry she pushed him away leaping from the chair her voice still heavy with sleep and anger .  “ Wh ... What the hell are you doing?”   Darius r ose too as he grinned, the smile predatory, holding no warmth.   “If you have to ask then perhaps I should show you again” , his mocking voice made her back even further away as her eyes darted from him to the door.
    “ Wh ... Why did you do that? ” her eyes accusing as they stared at him, her breast s rising and falling as she tried to calm her breathing as panic filled her.   “Seemed the best way to wake you” , had been his only response, as with determination he moved around the desk to seat himself in the large chair.
    “Sit down Sara” he ordered as she scowled, not sure what was happening, her senses only starting to return from the deep sleep she had been in.  Moving back to the chair , her movements unsure , she sat on the very edge, her body stiff, whilst he lean t back in his chair; the epitome of coolness and relaxation.
    “I have been giving your situation a little thought”   His statement saw her head rise, her eyes darting to his .  “Imagine my surprise Sara to discover that your sister and her husband have defrauded the company which I just acquired by nearly fi ve million dollars ” Sara felt the pit of her stomach drop at the full extent of the money stolen.  His accountants had been fast, their own still trying to get to the bottom of the deception and fraud perpetrated by Angela’s husband Nick.  Closing her eyes slowly she felt her whole body droop.
    “That much? ” was all she could manage weakly as he watched the way she seemed to come apart before h im.   “My accountants tell me that most of th e money was channeled through an account called Paxton Holdings, but they are finding more and more each day ” Sara looked up at him, her eyes beseeching .  “My sister had nothing to do with it Darius.  The only crime she is guilty of is stupidity.  She trusted Nick...my mother trusted him ”
    He watched her carefully .  “I know that.  Your sister was not smart enough to be involved in anything like this...but as you know she did countersign the loans” , the only respo nse from Sara a small groan as she nodded as he frowned softly.   “What about you? Did you trust him?”   Sara gave a shake of her head .  “No.  I never trusted him, but I was away at university...then married.  I was