Chapter 12

Christian suppressed a wave of nausea at the notion of being so intimately linked with this man. Morrison had destroyed the one person Christian had ever loved. The only one who’d ever loved him. Morrison had destroyed countless others too and didn’t give a damn. But Christian did, and he’d make sure Morrison paid in full.‘To the wedding,’ he murmured. ‘Soon, don’t you think?’‘Definitely.’ Morrison nodded. ‘Though Elena might—’‘I’m sure I can persuade her to an early date.’ The thought of persuading Elena made his blood hum. He was counting the hours till he saw her again. That was a first.His host nodded. ‘I knew you’d be the man for her. A lovely girl, but she needs a firm hand.’Was that how Morrison had managed his family? Christian’s investigators had concentrated on Morrison’s business activities, especially any nasty little financial secrets, not on his family. Sympathy flickered, even for party girl Felicity. But most of all for Elena. Elena, with the wary eyes, who didn’t believe she was beautiful.‘Don’t worry. You can leave Elena to me.’