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“I brought us lunch. I know you haven’t eaten yet today because I called Eve, and she told me you haven’t come out of your office since this morning.” She checks her watch. “It’s three in the afternoon, Roman.”
I shoot my narrowed gaze at Eve. Who was smart enough to disappear as soon as Sophia shouldered her way in here. I’ll deal with her later.I’mEve’s boss, and she shouldn’t be telling Sophia about my eating habits, or anything else for that matter.
“I’m not hungry.” Though the scents wafting from the bag smell divine, and my traitorous stomach rumbles. “Now take your food and leave. I’m not in the mood for your sass today.”
She rolls her eyes. “Don’t be rude.”
Did she roll her eyes at me?I stare at her, the warning clearly written across my face.
She stares back, wide-eyed, realizing what she just did.
Only the desk separates us. I push a button beside one drawer to turn the windows opaque. No one needs to see what’s going to happen in here. That’s private, between myself and my naughty wife-to-be.
Straightening, I wait for the windows to complete their transformation. Tension builds and crackles in the air, holding us both rooted in our places. By design, my office is also soundproof. I have no reason to hold back on Sophia.
Finally, I lunge.
Sophia lets out a surprised squeal. It’s so fucking adorable that my chest swells with fleeting delight. She backs up as I advance on her with long strides, until her ass hits the credenza against the far wall. My fingers curl around her delicate neck and gently squeeze.
“What did I say about rolling your eyes at me, principessa?”
Her lips part, and her pretty tongue darting out to moisten them.
“You said you’d punish me for it.” She’s practically panting, but I don’t see fear in her eyes, all I see is excitement.
I momentarily freeze, several realizations dawning on me at once. She likes what I did to her the other night during the ball. She wants to be punished. She wantsme, and she’s not pretending.
As if to prove my epiphany, Sophia pulls on the tie keeping her wrap dress closed. The fabric falls open, revealing a crimson lace bra, matching panties and a garter belt attached to sheer black hosiery that end in sky high, fuck-me heels.
My mouth goes dry.
“Do you like what you see, sir?” She breathes those words, ever so slightly arching her back, thrusting those perfect tits towards me, tempting me with her siren song.
I have another realization: I’m no match for this creature’s seductions.
I’m fucking doomed, and I’m not even a little bit mad about it.
If anyone else had barged into my office in the middle of the workday, and refused to leave, I’d have put a bullet in their head and called my cleanup crew. But for this woman, I’ll happily say to hell with my business empire. One afternoon won’t make a difference in whether it sinks or survives.
Fucking hell, she’s more dangerous to me than she realizes.
I pull her toward me by her neck. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you wanted to be bent over my desk and fucked like a good girl.”
“Yes, please, sir.” She’s breathless, her entire focus is on me.
Fuck. There goes my workday—and I can’t even find it in myself to give a damn.
CHAPTER17
Sophia
The idea of showing up to Roman’s office in lingerie and seducing him has lingered in my head for the past couple of days. This morning I managed to get up the nerve to see it through. So here I am, bared before my future husband, who looks like he either wants to strangle me or fuck me into the next century.
I can tell he hasn’t yet decided.
We’re not married. By my family’s standards what I’m doing is wrong. I’m not his wife, we’re not bound before man and God, so at this moment I am nothing more than his slut, a wanton woman begging to be disgraced.
But I don’t care. I’m done playing by everyone else’s rules. I want to have sex with my fiancé, and that’s exactly what I’m going to do. I want to be his good girl. That’s my choice to make.
