Chapter 11
Markus Blackthorn’s penthouse
8:30 p.m.
When Hannah stepped into the hall of Markus’s penthouse, all she wanted was a Tylenol, a basin filled with hot water and salt to soak her abused feet, then a sandwich, and a full night of sleep, in that order. She hoped she wouldn’t have to be ready to deflect Markus’s s****l advances while guarding herself against falling prey to temptation.
But her tiredness evaporated and a smile opened on her lips as her eyes caught sight of Markus seated at the grand piano playing Liszt’s Hungarian Rhapsody nº 2.
The sound of clapping caused Markus to turn on the bench and look up when he finished the piece. For a full minute, he let his eyes wander over Hannah in blatant appreciation. The simple black dress she wore hugged her slender frame in a
