Page 23 of Filthy Deal


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“Is that what you think? That I hate you?”

“The bastard and the princess. You say it over and over. I felt it in that hotel room. You wanted to punish me.”

“I wanted a lot of things in that hotel room. I still do.”

“You don’t even deny it.”

“Did I want to spank you? Yes. Did I want to fuck you hard and fast and do it all over again? Yes. Did I want to fuck you out of my system once and for fucking all? Yes, I did. But I failed. I failed and now I’m here.” He maneuvers me to the desk and presses me against it, his big body caging mine.

“Stop. I’m not fucking a man who hates me again, but apparently, I am going to get fucked by him in all kinds of ways. I should’ve never asked you for help. And yes, youarea bastard, and not by name. I told you. You claim that with actions.”

“What haven’t you told me, Harper?” he demands, wanting information with me as a side order.

I ignore the question that bites in more ways than he will ever know. “We’re not finished, you said?” I dare, hating that I melt for him when he has an agenda, hating even more that I opened the door to that agenda. “You mean you’re not done using me?”

“Who’s using who, princess? You came to me.”

“I didn’t use you. I’mnotusing you, unless a request for honest help is now considered using.”

“No?”

“No. And who is really using who? You just kissed me to get information.”

“I kissed you because I couldn’t fucking help myself, and for the record, I don’t like what I can’t control.”

“You hate me. Stop kissing me.”

“I don’t hate you, Harper. I hate secrets and lies. What aren’t you telling me?”

“Like Gigi didn’t tell you?” I scoff. “I know she told you.” I shove at his chest, a sudden need to have the clear head his body touching my body won’t give me.

His hands shackle my hips, the touch scorching, possessive. Controlling. “Tell me yourself.”

“I was supposed to offer you money. I didn’t. I refused.”

His eyes narrow, lips thin. “And why exactly didn’t you offer me money?”

“You don’t need it.”

“Is that right?” he asks, sounding amused.

“Yes, it is. You don’t need it, but that wasn’t the point. The point was that the man who came here for money, came here for financial gain, not to help his family.”

“These people are not my family.Youare not my family.”

I recoil as if slapped. “I know how you feel about me. I get it. I just told you that. That princess thing is all about reminding me that we’re divided.”

“We’re only divided if you’re with them.”

“I’m trying to make my way, just like you did, Eric, but my mom is here and she’s made foolish decisions. That doesn’t make me love her less, though. If it were your mother—”

“I’d have gotten her out.”

“You think I haven’t tried? She’s a fool for your father and for the record, I fucked you. I kissed you. That doesn’t mean I can’t think beyond an orgasm. I won’t be a fool for you like she was for your father.” I shove on his chest. “Get off of me. Get back.”

“Is that what you really want? For me to back away? For me to get back on a plane and go away?”

“Like you’d do that now? You bought stock. You decided to take over.”

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