Forbidden Seduction [ Forbidden Obsession]

She had been young and naive but not so young nor so naive as not to be able to guess where the tiny pretty lacy briefs Roth had given her might have come from, and the knowledge that they must have belonged to another woman had cast a shadow not just over the whole day, but over everything.

She had once heard lucas joking with Roth about his taste for older women. ‘I’m not in the market for commitment or marriage,’ Roth had returned. ‘But I’m not about to turn myself into a monk either,’ he had admitted frankly.

Neither of them had known that she was listening as she hesitated outside Luca’s library door on her way past.

‘So a woman who knows what life’s all about, who’s been married and decided that it isn’t for her, suits me fine.’

She hadn’t been able to hide her massive crush on Ran before she’d left for university, in fact had openly offered her love to him, but he had determinedly pushed it away-just as he had also determinedly pushed her away. She had noticed it again at Luca’s annual Christmas party. Her mother had been there, turning her nose up at such little country pursuits, but Sylvie hadn’t been there, turning her nose up at such little country pursuits, but Elena hadn’t cared. She’d been determined that Ran was going to dance with her and that she was going to claim a Christmas kiss from him.

She had been wearing a new dress and high heels. She had put her hair up and worn make-up. Lucas had looked at her with tender amusement when she had come downstairs, but there had been no tenderness in Roth’s eyes later that

evening when he had removed her arms from around his neck, refusing to give her the kiss she had begged him for. It had taken three glasses of wine before she had had the courage to approach him and, horrendously, she could feel her eyes starting to fill with tears as he’d unlocked her arms from around his neck and started to turn away from her.

‘Rotj, please…’ she had pleaded, but he had ignored her, stony-faced and blank-eyed, as he’d walked away from her.

And, as though that hadn’t been bad enough, to compound the evening’s heartache and humiliation, she had seen him less than an hour later dancing with the newly divorced wife of one of Luca’s tenants, holding her tightly against his body as he caressed her under the dim lights, bending his head to kiss her with heart-shaking passion before leading her outside. She had been so jealous, so burned up with pain that even her skin had felt raw and tender. Later, naively, she’d told herself that Roth hadn’t meant to hurt her, that he probably still thought of her as a child and not a woman, and so she had gone on clinging to her self-created delusions. All through her first year at university, as much as she had wanted to hate Roth, she had also yearned for him, dreaming of him, longing for him, promising herself that one day it would be different, one day he would look at her and love her.

She had refused dates from the boys she met on her courses and only attended the regulation student parties because the other girls had teased her into it.

Naturally gregarious, although no one could ever come to mean to her what Roth meant, she had nevertheless made several platonic friendships with various boys she had met at university. One of them she had particularly taken to; shy and self-effacing, David had only come to university because of family pressure. As the youngest of his family he’d been expected to follow in the footsteps of his

elder sisters and brothers, all of whom had graduated with honours. ‘What did you really want to do?’ Elena had asked him.

‘Paint,’ he had told her simply.

Elena’s discovery that he was taking drugs had saddened but not particularly shocked her. They were, after all, a feature of university life, that shocked her. They were, after all, a feature of university life, although she herself had stayed clear of them.

It had been David who had persuaded her to attend the rave party where he had introduced her to Wayne. She had guessed that Wayne was his supplier but had naively assumed then that Wayne was no more than a generous-minded individual who had the contacts to supply his friends with drugs, and that it was they who pressured him into obtaining them for them rather than the other way around. Without directly saying so, Wayne had implied that they were two of a kind, individuals who stood out from the crowd. His street-wise sophistication had reminded her in some odd way of Ran. Perhaps because, like Roth, Wayne was older than her and the friends she’d mixed with. She had listened half enviously when he had told her of his plans to spend the summer with a group of eco-warriors, travelling the country.

Elena had always been idealistic, and Wayne’s description of the way the group were dedicated to preventing the destruction of the countryside by greedy power barons had increased her sense of comradeship with him and with the group he was joining.

Just as importantly, Wayne had seemed to understand the problems she was having in convincing her mother that she was now an adult.

‘She’s such a snob,’ she had told Wayne ruefully, wrinkling her nose. ‘She wouldn’t much approve of me, then,’ he had countered, and although she had shaken her head Elena had been forced to admit that he was right. She had confided to Wayne how uncomfortable it often made her feel that she should be so privileged. Lucas gave her an allowance and her mother was constantly visiting her and fussing over whether or not she was eating properly and wearing the right kind of clothes. Her mother had never wanted her to go to university. She had bemoaned the fact that girls like Elena no longer had the opportunity to ‘come out’ properly, as she had done as a girl. Alex had been the driving force behind her moving off to university. Time, he said, for her to grow and find outNôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

about herself.

It had not been long after her disclosure that she received an allowance that Wayne had asked to borrow money from her. Of course she had given it to him.

He was a friend…

And then, after she had given Wayne the money he had asked for, she had discovered that she needed to buy some new course books, and that stupidly she had not realised that she had an advance rent bill due for the small flat she lived in.

She had had to telephone Lucas to ask him for an advance on her forthcoming.