Chapter 90

“I didn’t ask for Angela to go out with me,” Sebastian went on. “She lied about that. She was protecting Charles’ sensitivities. I demanded she be my mistress.

For a month. Starting last night.”

Ali’s eyes showed more shock than Sebastian had anticipated. “My friend,” Ali said carefully, “I admire your boldness, but that is a dangerous game you’re playing, especially with a woman like Angela.”

“I realise that now. That’s why I have to see what she wrote; what she wanted from me.”

“What do you think she wanted from you?”

“My share of Ebony Fire. She loves that horse more than anything. She covets all of him.”

“As you coveted all of her.”

No point in denying it. “Yes.”

“So you dangled your share of the horse as a carrot to tempt her to make that wager, knowing full well she would lose and have to become your whore.”

“My mistress,” Sebastian protested. “Not my whore.”

“It is the same thing. A mistress is a kept woman. She acce