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The breath catches in my throat, but I glare at him. “We’ll see.” I flash him my best smile and he chuckles and steps back, leaning against the wall, fully aware that I would let him fuck me any way and anywhere.

We arrive at Erin’s office building over an hour later. I glance around as I step out of the elevator. “This place is fancy,” I say as I struggle to keep pace with Shane in these damn heels.

“It should be for the money I pay her,” he growls and then a few moments later, he stops outside a huge solid oak door, with a small glass window that has the name Erin McGrath, Managing Partner, stenciled onto it.

Shane knocks, and Erin smiles widely as she opens the door to let him in.

“Shay. It’s lovely to see you,” she says, placing her hands on his arms and kissing his cheek.

“Hi, Erin,” he says. “I hope you don’t mind that I brought Jessie along today.”

She looks behind Shane and at me and the disappointment is clear on her face, but it’s quickly replaced by her huge, fake smile. “Of course not. Come on in both of you.”

I walk into Erin’s office. It is enormous, with floor to ceiling windows and a huge glass desk in the center of the room. There’s a large chrome bookcase at one end of the room crammed full of law texts and journals. The whole place is polished chrome and glass and the height of sophistication. I sit in a black leather chair and don’t move, afraid to touch something that might cost a few thousand dollars and break it.

I listen intently as Shane and Erin discuss the legalities of the Ryan brothers’ business and the transferring of ownership of some property in Ireland to Shane. They talk business for over half an hour, and I’m beginning to wonder why Shane bothered bringing me here. It seems like they’re wrapping things up when Shane throws me for a curveball.

“You did some work with the Russians a few years back, Erin?”

“You know I did, Shay,” she purrs. “I stopped working for them when we got engaged, at your insistence.”

“If I remember rightly, you did some work with the Ivanovs?”

“What if I did?” She sits up straighter in her chair now and frowns at him and suddenly, I am much more interested in this conversation.

“You ever hear of one of them named Alexei? Or a woman named Nataliya Vasiliev who married into the family?”

She stares at him and then at me.

“You can trust, Jessie,” he assures her. “She hates the Russians as much as we do.”

“You trust a woman who you barely even know, Shay? That’s so unlike you.” She flashes her eyebrows at him.

“Do you remember, Erin?” he sighs.

She doesn’t answer him, but she looks directly at me. “Is this something to do with you?” she asks, her lips curling back over her teeth, making her beautiful face look strangely unattractive.

I lick my lips. “I am interested in finding out about the Ivanovs,” I whisper. “Anything you can find out about them might be useful.”

“Why?” she snaps.

“I… I have an interest in them,” I stammer. I wasn’t prepared for this change of direction at all and my usual lies don’t trip off my tongue quite so easily.

“An interest?” she snorts.

“Erin,” Shane snaps. “Why we want the information isn’t important. Can you answer the damn question?”

“That was all so long ago. The Ivanovs are one of the oldest families in Russia. they're not easy people to work with. I’d have to pull some of my old personal files, but, I’ll have a look when I have time to, if it’s important to you, Shay.”

“Thanks, Erin,” he says as he stands to leave.

I stand too, and Erin walks toward me, looking me up and down like she’s just found me stuck to the bottom of one of her Louboutins. “You must have a magical pussy or something, girl, to have this one fighting your corner.”

I blink at her and step back. I’d like to slap her in the face, but she's important to Shane, and she could be a big help in finding out who Nataliya is.

“Enough,” Shane intervenes for me and Erin smiles sweetly at him. He still kisses her cheek before we leave the office though. Asshole! “I’ll be in touch,” he says smoothly.

We walk out of Erin’s office and I take a deep breath, relieved to be out of there. Shane turns to me and scowls as we walk along the hallway. I frown back at him. What the hell have I done now? I was perfectly nice to Erin, even when she was being a complete bitch to me.

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