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‘I thought we were friends?’
‘We are friends. Just because I’m an expert in hand-to-hand combat doesn’t mean I can’t have female friendships.’
Selene’s head was reeling. ‘So you’re—?’
‘Ex-military. But fortunately I also make a mean cappuccino. It’s a useful skill.’
Mouth tight, Selene picked up the coffee order from the counter and thrust the cup to Mariana. ‘In that case you can serve him. He’s your boss.’
‘A few layers above me. Technically I work for Takis. I don’t understand why you’re upset.’ Mariana’s expression was curious. ‘The guy has virtually enlisted the Marines to keep you safe. And he is so tough. If a guy like him were that keen on me I wouldn’t be complaining. Unfortunately I only attract losers and once they discover I can break their arm with one twist they run away terrified. No idea why.’
‘He’s not keen.’
‘Right. So he’s going to all this trouble just for his entertainment? I don’t think so.’ Marianna added a spoon to the saucer. ‘Why not just go out with him a few times? Have some fun with his bank account?’
‘The problem with rich guys,’ Selene said tightly, ‘is that they think all that money gives them the right to trample all over you.’
Mariana’s gaze slid to Stefan. ‘He can trample on me any time he likes. Sadly he hasn’t looked once in my direction and that’s because he can’t stop looking at you. Are you seriously not going to do anything about that?’
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