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“I don’t threaten beautiful women. They are special and require protection.” Her question was another jabbing reminder of my discussion with Prescott. I took a deep breath and held it, searching her eyes. “Why did you take this job?”

“Why?” she repeated, another look of surprise crossing her face.

I nodded, purposely taking a step closer. The nervous tic on the corner of her mouth had returned. My cock was now throbbing, the desire shifting into absolute need. She’d awakened something I’d thought would remain dead. Every breath I took, her perfume settled into a different region in my body. I was almost drunk from the scent.

I sensed her increased arousal not only by the delicious fragrance of her feminine wiles but from the fact her hardened nipples were highlighted through the thin fabric of her dress. I was losing control around her, unable to hold back my most basic needs.

She lifted her head, darting her eyes back and forth. There was such a warm glow resonating deep inside of her, but there was also a dark secret she was hiding. I could read that easily.

“Because it was time to try something different. Something bold. Daring.”

“Daring. I like that. To get out of your comfort zone, exploring the darkness furrowing inside of you.” I closed the distance and this time she didn’t back away. I towered over the woman, her delicate features becoming increasingly difficult to resist.

“Yes,” she managed. “To live my life the way I decide.”

“You hunger.” I lowered my head until our lips were almost touching. The adrenaline rush coursed through every vein, pushing my heartrate to a heightened level.

“Yes. And I will take what I want as well.” Aspen was more flustered than before, daring to place the tips of her fingers against my chest. The light touch was almost enough to shove me over the edge of the cliff.

I was turning into nothing but an animal.

“An interesting answer.”

“Why? Aren’t women allowed to become powerful around you?”

“Why do I have the distinct feeling you’re hiding something?” I asked. “There is something about you that seems guarded, as if you can’t trust anyone.”

“I’m not hiding anything, not that it’s any of your business,” she rebuffed, gritting her teeth. “As far as trust. I can tell you don’t trust a single person, including yourself. Why is that? What are you hiding behind, Montgomery?”

The electric vibrations surged between us.

I backed her against the wall, determined to push her out of her comfort zone completely. “It’s entirely my business, Aspen, especially if you aren’t who you say you are.”

There was no hesitation on her part. She simply tossed the rest of her wine into my face, sliding away from me then shoving her hand against my chest.

I wrapped my hand around her wrist, jerking her against me. She refused to give in, fighting me with everything she had. I barely managed to put my glass on the table, not giving a shit about the drops of wine sliding down my face or the fact she’d ruined my favorite shirt.

When her glass slipped through her fingers, shattering against the floor, I was no longer able to ignore my strong urge to take her.

Taste her.

Fuck her.

Ravage her.

When I lifted her off the floor and away from the broken glass, she whimpered. I forced her legs around my waist, the dam broken. The woman had no idea the kind of vile thoughts racing through my mind, but she would learn soon enough. Nothing would stop me from taking what I wanted.

The second I fisted her hair, jerking back her head until she was forced to look into my eyes, she clasped her fingers around my shirt. I shoved her hard against the wall, my breathing ragged. “Make no mistake about it, Aspen. I’m the kind of man who takes what I want.”

“What do you want?” she dared to ask.

“You. All of you and I won’t take no for an answer.”

CHAPTER6

Aspen

“Be careful what you ask for, Aspen,” Montgomery whispered in his husky, sultry voice.

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