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Then again, I guess some things are worth it to get under a Fox’s skin.
I suppose my father and I have that in common.
I climb the steps and stare down the pole like it’s an opponent, my heart beat surprisingly steady. My foot inches forward and my fingers fall to the buttons of my blouse.
One step. One button. Another step. Another button.
The stage shakes with thudding footsteps as Finn barges out of his creeper corner and leaps onto it.
“Oh, there you are. Come to enjoy the show?” I tease and hurriedly close the distance to the pole. I only get in one swing around before he’s throwing me over his shoulder.
“There will be no fucking show.” My stomach swoops, and I’m certain it’s due to the possessiveness in his growl and not the change in elevation.
I pound on his back with my fists and try to flail my legs, but he has his arm like a steel bar across my thighs. “Finn, you goddamn caveman, put me down!”
He carries me off the stage and across the floor, busting through an office door and unceremoniously tossing me down in a desk chair. I sweep my hair out of my face, seething. “You can’t—”
“What did I say about you telling me what I can and can’t do?” He slides in between the chair and the desk, leaning back against it. I try to stand but he tugs my seat closer so that if I stand, I’d be chest to chest with the asshole.
“I’m pretty sure that conversation ended with me slapping you.”
“No, princess. It ended with my lips on that pussy and my name on yours.” He chuckles smugly, and I freeze when he gently thumbs circles on my outer knee. “So what is it? You asked to meet so a real man can get you off?”
The upper hand I thought I had is slipping the more I let him toy with me. And he’s so good at it too. “That’s not—”
My sentence is cut off when he swiftly shoots his palm up my thigh and snaps the elastic of my panties. “Thought you weren’t wearing any?”Fuck.
“I want you to delete the photos.” He only raises a brow at my demands, as if I said something inconceivable, so I add, “I’ll keep you apprised of our operation, but I want assurances that those photos are destroyedfirst.”
He swipes his tongue across his teeth, a rueful grin teasing his lips. “That’s not how blackmail works, princess. I hold the leverage, I make the demands. And if youbehave—” I flinch at the insinuation in his words while his hand still rests under my skirt. “—Then those photos will never see the light of day.”
I swallow hard. “You’d really do that? To me?”
“That and so much worse.” There isn’t an ounce of remorse in his tone. Only cold, calculating honesty. And it fucking hurts.
But like any good soldier, I know to raise my shield when going into battle. “Well then, where do you want to start?” I ask, and something tender, almost sorrowful flashes in his eyes but it’s gone so quickly I wonder if it was all in my head.
“Let’s start with what the fuck that thing is on your hand.”
I look down at the diamond sparkling on my hand and wiggle my fingers before cutting my gaze back up to his. “My engagement ring. I got it back from the jeweler.”
“You’re not fucking engaged.”
“Then how do you explain this, huh? You think I bought this for myself just to convinceyouI’m engaged? Please, you’re not worth nearly that much.”
He barks a laugh, and it takes me off guard. “Yes, I think that’sexactlywhat happened.” His dark eyes gleam as I’m sure he sees the blush blooming on my cheeks.Damnit.
He lightly wraps his fingers around my hand and lifts it to kiss the ring. I freeze as he locks eyes with me and says low and greedy, “Either way, it’s a beautiful ring. You—I meanhehas great taste. You know where it would look great?”
I humor him, “Where?”
He leads my hand to palm the bulge in his slacks. “Wrapped around my cock.”
I attempt to rip my hand away. “Be fucking for real, Finn.” I scoff but he keeps it clutched tight to his groin, even going so far as to grind his pelvis into my palm. And yet, at the same time I paint a look of disgust on my face, I can’t help but squeeze my thighs together.
“Go ahead, princess: take what you want.” He flicks his chin and coolly scans my heated cheeks, chest.
My lips tug in snarl. “You’re fucking delusional.”
