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work first? Then, I'm all you

making no effort to hide his desire. "President Dashiel, Secretary Lauren is

ned sharp. "Or at least, let me bo

heart plummet i

corporate world; she had seen the

back with a lawsuit, only to be buried under a mountain of character assassination and

miracle

tand, came forward. The predator was hauled

ang, that Tray had been the invisi

friend's influence could reach. This was the

el receptionist for the Lewis family would shield her f

wolves now, a girl like her-with no back

wed his way to the

d up. Her fingers, still clutching the

than, the assistant, for some kind of help. Instead

should ask Secretary Lauren if she's inter

tive. "If you're having second thoughts about the contract, perhaps

the suite seemed t

ng his features before he forced his mask back on. He snatched

pleasure, M

nde

the document, then stood and headed

ped around her wrist like a vice. "Secretary Laur

" Lauren tried to twist out of his grip, her face turn

e pinned her hands with ef

ooded her senses, making her skin crawl. She gritted

Lauren, wi

liced through the

his senses. Meeting Dashiel's wa

renched her arm free and bolted, duc

bottle shattering against the floor echoed from the

r a nearby trash bin, retching violently. When she finally looked up, her eyes watery,

eft her back there was alr

ahead. Don't let me hold y

d, a wave of heat began to roll through her, her vision blurring at the e

bastar

legs feeling like lead and her mind beginn

entrance, her body was vibrating

ce glided to the c

down halfway, revealing

is state, she was done for. Without a

as un

ging at the collar of her sweat-dampened

tic state and barked an order to t

yce roared on

accelerated, she lost her balance, her f

ke a splash of cold water in a desert. To her drug-addled

s against his shirt, a delirious, m

l, detached exp

was a warning, shar

s. She reached up, locking her arms around his nec

l," she whispered against his mouth

are you even aware o