Starcrossed (Starcrossed 1)

reminded non-Scion mortals of their place, and Creon wanted this

mortal in particular to remember that she might be able to force

this meeting by threatening to have to police investigate his family,

but she wasn?t in control.

That?s why he picked the docks at night. He wanted to see how

committed she truly was to writing a story on his family. The fact

that she met him there proved she had a spine, if not a brain, and

because of that Creon decided she deserved a moment of his time.

Besides, she made such a pleasant sound when she was startled.

Maybe he would hear it again.

He smiled down at her innocently, as if to let her know that he

was just playing a little trick. She met his eye, but she also took a

step back?which meant she was brave but scared. Creon liked to

see those two emotions together; it made him feel like he had won

something.

?Again, I ask for the father but instead I get the son,? she said in

accented English.

?I speak perfect Spanish,? Creon replied in her native language,

still smiling at her. ?And you know my father doesn?t meet

reporters.?

?Your father doesn?t meet anyone. That?s why I?m here,? she continued

stubbornly in English. He shrugged impassively, refusing to

take the bait. She crossed her arms and studied him. ?Tantalus

Delos hasn?t let anyone see him in almost twenty years now.

Strange, no??

?He likes his privacy,? Creon said through a grin that had grown

tight.

?Privacy is the one luxury a billionaire aristocrat can?t buy.

You?ve heard the stories about your father, yes??

?They?re all lies,? Creon said as smoothly as he could, but her