The Tycoon's Virgin Bride - Part 2 (The Corskovi Dynasty) by Ann King Page A

enemies or rivals wouldn’t you?”
    Hannah didn’t like the sound of that at all, yet it made
sense. Okay, she was never going to trust anyone or any company ever again.
    Boy was she getting paranoid as hell. Still, she felt deeply
violated. Someone had a recording of her coming on videotape. Of her losing her
sexual inhibitions and doing wild things she’d never done before on tape. And
no, she was not a socialite of any sort so if this got out on YouTube she
doubted very much that she’d be offered her own reality show and a huge
following on Twitter. Her fifteen minutes of fame would more likely be her
fifteen minutes of shame !
    “What makes you think I’m under surveillance, Andre? It
could have been set for someone else…or you?”
    “No one knew that I’d be here,” Andre said calmly as he
peeked out the window through the curtain. He then turned and moved over to the
bar area as if tormented, or contemplating what to do next.
    “That’s true,” Hannah whispered, feeling defeated. This
whole situation only gnawed away at her confidence.
    Great! She was a target for haters! And she wasn’t even
famous, or popular for that matter?
    “But why?”
    “I’m going to find out, Hannah. Trust me.” He moved over to
her and ran his fingers through her dark, silky hair as she sat down with her
head held down. “I won’t let anyone bring harm to you in any way, Hannah.”
    Hannah looked up to meet his dark, sexy gaze. His eyes
sparkled and gave her a shred of hope.
    “It could have been a jealous ex or…”
    “Gustav! Do you think Gustav is behind all this?”
    “We’re looking into it but I doubt it.”
    Hannah’s stomach sank.
    “Listen, Hannah, whoever did this needed more time. I doubt
very much that Gustav would want to videotape you two having…sex on what should
have been your honeymoon.”
    “Right,” Hannah whispered painfully. This didn’t make her
feel any better as she waited in the room with Andre. “So someone went through
a lot of trouble to pull this off. To humiliate me.”
    “Don’t worry, baby. We’ll get to them soon enough. In the
meantime, Hannah, I need you to tell me if you’ve had any jilted boyfriends in
the past, ex-boyfriends with axes to grind…”
    “No. Not that I know of.”
    “I know you haven’t been intimate before me, but sometimes
emotional betrayal can be just as dangerous.”
    “Andre, I swear, I haven’t. Not that I know of.”
    Andre’s expression was blank. Unreadable. “While growing up,
Donald always told me ‘ Choose your friends wisely, but choose your enemies even more carefully .’”   His eyes narrowed and his lips thinned
into a hard line.
    “What’s that supposed to mean?”
    “You can never be too careful about who your enemies are.”
    “And what if your enemies choose you?” she growled.
    “Hannah, I’m not attacking you. I’m on your side, remember?”
    “Yeah.”
    “Whoever did this knew you would be here with Gustav tonight
and probably knew Gustav was a fraud who was already married and probably has
some sort of record a mile long.”
    “So it could be Gustav that was under surveillance without
his knowledge.”
    “It could be, but I’m not quite convinced. This equipment is
not the most sophisticated. Definitely amateurish.”
    “Oh, that makes me feel much better,” Hannah pouted.
    Andre reached over and stroked her chin and shivers of
delight shot through her body bringing calmness to her soul once more.
    Just then, a knock on the door interrupted their closeness.
    Andre looked through the peep hole then opened the door. It was Hans. His chauffeur did not look happy at all.

 

Chapter 2

 
    “Sir, I’ve got some information for you,” Hans said looking
gravely.
    “Wait a minute.” Andre threw on his Blazer and went outside
the door with Hans.
    What was that all about? Hannah’s curiosity was peaked.
She’d never felt so lost before. Great! She wanted so badly to get married to
have a kid in wedlock