Caught In The Spotlight. Jules Bennett

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that, Mia.” Anthony smiled. “I’m still trying to figure out why I let you go.”

      “Because your marriage is more important than your assistant,” she reminded him. “You’ll be just fine, Anthony. You both need some time. But I should get back to the party before Bronson starts looking for me or someone sees us. It certainly won’t help your case.”

      “You’re right. I can’t afford to lose Charlotte. But it was so good to see you again.”

      “Perfect timing.”

      Mia jerked around at Bronson’s deep voice. “Bronson.”

      “Don’t let me interrupt,” he told her, his gaze on Anthony. “I was wondering if you were okay, but now I see you are.”

      Why did she feel like she’d been caught doing something she shouldn’t have? Damn. Could she not talk to a close friend without someone assuming something more sinister was going on?

      Mia was smack dab in the middle of two of the most powerful men she knew. The air around them crackled with tension. Now that she could see them both up close, she studied their faces.

      Yes, the resemblance was there. Subtle, but it was there.

      Ironic that biological half brothers, raised in two separate families, could both grow up to be Hollywood moguls and totally despise each other.

      “I didn’t realize Mia was your date,” Anthony told Bronson. “You’re a lucky man.”

      Bronson’s gaze narrowed. “Yes.”

      Mia couldn’t handle the awkward silence. God, if she was this uncomfortable, she couldn’t imagine how Anthony felt, having known the truth for the past six months.

      When Anthony chose to reveal the secret to Olivia, he’d told Mia he would not cause a big scene and make more scandal than necessary. Even though he and Bronson despised each other, Anthony had always expressed his respect and admiration for the Grand Dane and wouldn’t do anything to purposely hurt her. Though he would confront her, eventually. He had a lot of questions for her.

      Well, Mia knew one thing. She didn’t want these two together any longer. All they needed to do was have an argument about anything at all and news of it would be sent to every media outlet within moments—complete with pictures that would fuel the press even more.

      She moved over to Bronson, placing a hand on his arm. “You ready? I could use some champagne.”

      The muscle in Bronson’s jaw ticked. Mia gave a subtle tug on his arm.

      “It was great to see you, Anthony,” she said.

      “You look beautiful, as always, Mia.” Anthony leaned over and kissed Mia on the cheek. “I’m sure I’ll see you again before the festival is over.”

      Mia smiled and, thank God, Bronson led her toward the champagne fountains. Celebrities mingled, sipping drinks, laughing, and all Mia could think of was how hard her heart was pounding over being in the middle of Bronson and Anthony. Mercy, they were something remarkable to look at, but she certainly wouldn’t want to be on the receiving end of either of their angry stares.

      As long as she just focused on her job and let Anthony handle everything, she had nothing to worry about. Yes, she wanted to help blend these two broken siblings, but that was not her place. Because she knew—God did she know—how much damage could be done by letting a life-altering secret slip.

      Mia stopped at the champagne fountain and turned to Bronson. “Relax.”

      His piercing blue gaze landed on her. “I’m relaxed.”

      “You were until you saw Anthony. Now you’re shooting daggers.”

      “It’s no secret that we don’t get along,” Bronson told her. He took a delicate flute and filled it with champagne. “Besides, I thought you two were finished. Or don’t you care who sees you?”

      “I worked for him. We’re friends. That’s the extent of our relationship.” Mia took the drink he offered.

      “You two looked cozy when I found you.” Bronson lifted a brow, tilting his head. “And the media says otherwise.”

      Mia didn’t even pretend not to know what he was talking about. Her eyes narrowed. “You should know you can’t believe everything the Hollywood tabloids print. Why do you care anyway?”

      Bronson shrugged, eyes roaming over the crowd. “None of my concern what you did with your ex-employer as long as it doesn’t trickle over into my family.”

      His close-to-the-truth words nearly had her choking on her champagne. Mia quickly composed herself as his eyes came back to settle on her.

      “Nothing gets in the way of my job,” she assured him. “I’m thrilled to be working for your mother.”

      His silence combined with his intense stare left her unsettled.

      “There’s something more, isn’t there?” she asked. There had to be. Anger radiated off Bronson. “You look ready to—”

      “Leave it alone, Mia.”

      His firm tone left no doubt he wasn’t happy with her observation. There was something deeper than just not getting along on set, but Bronson was private and there’s no way he would tell Mia … nor was it any of her business. Yet she couldn’t help her curiosity.

      “Why did my talking to Anthony get you so riled up?”

      “No concern of yours.” Bronson closed his eyes briefly, then opened them and settled them on her. “Just had a flashback of another time. Another place.”

      Another woman. The words hung in the air, just the same as if he’d said them. Jealousy from Bronson Dane was certainly not something she expected, but she had a strong feeling past and present were getting jumbled together.

      “It’s getting late,” he told her. “I’ll walk you to your room.”

      Mia handed her glass off to a passing waiter. “Of course.”

      Something had transpired between those two men, and more than likely no one knew about it but them. She certainly hadn’t heard anything while working with Anthony … at least nothing out of the ordinary.

      If Bronson was this angry now, she could only imagine how furious he would be once he found out Anthony was his older brother.

      Bronson didn’t know what he wanted more—to know what secret Mia and Anthony had been discussing or whether or not they’d been involved.

      No. That was wrong. What he wanted most right now was Mia. Naked. Whatever had happened between her and Anthony in the past was irrelevant to what he wanted now. He refused to relive any part of the last relationship he’d had with a woman he’d trusted. Trusted her so much he’d been ready to spend his life with her and their child.

      Their child. That turned out to be another lie.

      Bronson rid his mind of that painful time and concentrated on something he understood. Lust. Good old-fashioned lust. He wanted the sexy, sultry Italian woman who’d taunted him with her radiant beauty, her teasing jasmine scent and the power she held over him.

      Ushering Mia off the elevator, Bronson snaked his arm around her waist, guiding her toward her suite at the end of the wide hall.

      Silence had accompanied them from the party, though the sexual tension had been apparent between them on the ride up. Now there was just one thing on his mind.

      Mia pulled her key card from her small silver clutch and opened the door.

      “Do you want to come in?”

      And that was all the invitation he needed.

      “Yes,” he said before he palmed her face and pulled her hard against him.

      This was what he’d fantasized about since seeing her wearing


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