The Genius Heiress Plays The Fool

d furiously against the hardw

w," Elizabet ordered the two maids

elchair stopped dead in the center of the room. Hi

ive, pristine king-sized bed. She held a dark blue s

voice was absolute ice. He reached

tie against her chest and smiled,

hat. The pure, uncalculated joy in her voice made his throat tight. But the memory of those sharp, calculatin

u slept better last night than you have in months. She stay

e was testing something-probing for weakness. But he couldn't deny the trut

. "Earn her place? She c

it the rug. She ran behind his wheelchair. Before he could

rves!" she an

ck, knotted muscles at the base of his n

was blinding for a second, then a rush of heat melted

walked out, pulling the heavy doors shut behind her. She didn't know what game the girl

silent. The

rgiann's wrist. His grip was tight

around to the front of his wheelchair, and squatted down on th

massage," she said, her

lplessness burned in his gut. But his mind was racing. Last night, he had seen clarity in

d, but his voice

deep into the flesh of his legs, tracing

, electric tingle s

sts. He stared down at her in shock. He hadn

y focused on her hands. There was no trace of the idiot girl. S

n spread, warming his frozen limbs. He found himself leani

Georgiann's forehead. She let out a loud, exag

her own shoulders and looking

chest felt tight. Without thinking, he reached over to the ni

face, she pushed herself up on her knees. She reached out

h of her fingers through the tissue sent a shock

g for the lie. "Who... are you?"

e blinked her large eyes. "Ge

e from last night proved it. But the warmth in his chest, the feeling in his legs... he couldn't deny it. He

ofa. But as she turned her back to him, a sly, victorious sm