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“Nothing!” Lana’s voice is high pitched, and I try not to roll my eyes.
Good job of trying not to look suspicious, sweetheart.
“O-kay then…” Lucas narrows his eyes. “I’m just here to get Oliver’s signature on a few items, then interrogate you about an incident that took place in your office a few days ago, along with asking you why you are staying in Oliver’s penthouse.” He flashes a smile in Lana’s direction, who glowers. “But I can do the rest later. Oliver, got a pen?”
Another knock on the door, and Valerie peeks in. “Miss Hill, you have a guest waiting for you in your office?”
I freeze from where I had been reaching for the pen. “Who is it?”
Two pairs of eyes turn to me, Lana still staring at Valerie, who clears her throat. “I don’t know. Her assistant just called to let me know.”
Lana takes a step toward the door, then she glances at me uneasily. I find myself saying, “I’ll be right there.”
Lana nods, relief flashing on her face. As she leaves, it occurs to me that she’s leaning on me. This wildly independent woman is looking at me for help, and she doesn’t even realize it.
Satisfaction and triumph sours through me. Lucas isn’t even trying to hide his curiosity. “What’s going on? Since when do Lana’s guests concern you?”
I grab the pen, then start signing the contracts. “It’s between me and her.”
When I glance up, Lucas’s gaze is serious. “Are you sure you know what you’re doing? Lana isn’t just anybody.”
“I’m handling it,” I say vaguely. To my annoyance, he trails after me when I make my way to Lana’s office.
* * *
Jealousy is a relatively new emotion for me.
But it burns in my gut like hellfire, along with a cold fury, making me want to mark my territory.
So, when I walk into Lana’s office and see her pressed against the wall, a man’s hands holding her wrists to her side as he kisses her, I don’t hesitate.
Chilling anger overtakes me as I see her try to struggle.
The entire scene is like a blur of movement where I stride over and yank the man off my woman before punching him in the face while snarling.
In the back of my mind, I understand this is going to land me in shit-ton of trouble, but my body is acting of its own accord.
Lana is at my back and Lucas is observing the situation, aghast, before his expression changes to one of pure fury when he glances at the woman I’m concealing behind me. And then I’m being shoved aside as Lana makes an inhumane sound and jumps on the man who’s trying to stand, her hands ready to claw his eyes out.
I have to contain my own temper as I catch her by her waist, dragging her back.
“You asshole,” she shrieks. “How fucking dare you?”
She’s thrashes in my grasp. I tighten my hold on her, recognizing the man as the one who had accompanied Lana’s brother.
“I’m going to kill you,” she howls, almost choking, her rage such a tangible thing I could almost close my fingers on it.
“Get him out of here,” I growl at Lucas, who has gripped the indignant man by the arm is and dragging him out.
“Back off.” The man tries to shrug Lucas off, but the lawyer is stronger. Grimly, Lucas says, “I don’t think so, pal.”
It’s only when he is hauled from the room and the door shuts behind him that Lana goes limp in my arms, her breathing fast.
Worried, I turn her over. Before I know it, she has seized me by the lapels of my suit and crushed my mouth under hers.
It’s a desperate kiss, tongues and teeth clashing against each other, and I’m responding almost immediately, the taste of this woman so addictive. She shoves me against the wall. I try to gentle the kiss for her sake, but she’s not having any of it, aggressively taking and taking and taking some more.
My head is reeling when she releases me and stumbles back, her breathing harsher than before. Then, she’s dropping her head against my chest, her hands clenched into my shirt, trying to breathe, and my hands ar
