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FBI agent assigned to their case asked quietly, “I would need your official confirmation that it’s Beatrice Crichton-Christakos before I let you in to speak with her.”
    “It’s our father’s whore,” Jason answered grimly. “No mistake about it.”
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     When Nick and Jason Christakos walked into the interrogation room, Beatrice straightened on her seat, a hard defiant look entering her dark eyes. She hated them for far too many reasons, but most of all for being a constant reminder of her greatest weakness, one she couldn’t get rid of – no matter what.
    They were beyond beautiful, every inch of their sculpted bodies perfectly displayed by the custom-made Italian suits they wore. They personified the old rich, their breeding impeccable, and they had always been courteously unapologetic about it.
    Every word, every action, everything the Christakos brothers did delivered a clear and concise message: we were born billionaires so deal with it…or fuck off.
    Beatrice’s dumbest mistake - she had ignored the message and fucked one of them instead.
    Even now, seeing the way the two tall dark-haired brothers stood side by side like Greek gods about to dispense a death sentence, Beatrice wasn’t sure she would not commit the same sin again if she had a chance to rewrite the past.
    A woman could have an orgasm just looking at them – Beatrice knew it for a fact since she had done so plenty of times, in the years past, stroking herself to a climax whenever she had caught sight of them playing in the swimming pool from her bedroom window.
    And they had only been twelve then---
    “The years have not been kind to you, Beatrice.”
    Nick’s scathing words pushed the past away, and Beatrice returned his contemptuous smile with one of her own. She said with mocking sweetness, “My beautiful stepsons. Did you miss me?”
    Nick and Jason’s faces remained implacable, an unconsciously mutual decision to intimidate the woman who had enjoyed making their lives hell when they were young and helpless.
    The intimidation worked, Beatrice’s throat bobbing even though a scornful smile remained on her lips.
    Her bright red lips reminded Nick of a piranha’s blood-stained jaws. It disgusted him, a reaction he didn’t bother hiding.
    The contempt in the brothers’ eyes made Beatrice stiffen, but when she spoke there was nothing but seduction in her voice as she turned to Jason. “I see you still can’t take your eyes off me, darling. It will surely make your dear Papa turn over in his grave---”
    “Shut up, Beatrice,” Jason hissed.
    Beatrice made her eyes go wide. “I’m not saying anything untrue---”
    In a blink of an eye, Nick was on the other side of the table, his fists slamming on the desk. Beatrice scrambled away in fear, her back hitting the wall.
    Nick’s tone was murderously quiet when he spoke. “One more word and we’ll call your bluff. We’re adults now, you fucking bitch, and if you want to be branded as a pedophile nymphomaniac then go ahead – talk.”
    Whitening with helpless rage at the unexpected threat, Beatrice could only glare with a mixture of fear and malevolence as she snapped, “If it’s the money you’re after, you know I’ve already spent---”
    Nick dismissed her words with a hard slash of his hand in the air.
    Beatrice shut up. He was different now , she realized. Harder than he had always been, the cruelty in his gaze making her shudder with a mixture of desire and terror. The Christakos brothers had been her Achilles’ heel, and that apparently would never change.
    Jason said coldly, “You were there when my brother was attacked and before you left, you hinted---”
    Beatrice started to laugh. “ That’s why you tracked me down?” Her laughter rang out, tainting the air. “I’ll tell you what, my beautiful stepsons. I’ll give all the information I have if you agree to drop the charges and send me off with ten million dollars.” She glanced at Jason, wetting her lips.