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I cast a baleful glance at the window cutout in her dress. I’m already having a hard time not tracing my own finger around its outline the way she so loves to do. Now that I’ve touched her, I seem to think I have the right to do it again.
My nostrils flare as her scent hits me square in the chest and travels southward. If I were honest with myself, I’d acknowledge it was one of the reasons I summoned her into my office rather than having an exchange at her desk. I want her scent to linger after she leaves.
Or maybe I want to have her spreadeagle on top of my desk.
“Why am I still seeing boobs?” I demand.
“Because I’m unfireable.”
So she thinks. Except she’s right. I’m not about to fire her. I can’t even stand not seeing her on weekends anymore.
“Okay.” I shove my hands in my pockets and pace away from her to aid my resistance. “You won this battle. Is that what you need to hear? You won, Madi. Now stop wearing the damn dresses.”
“Wouldn’t want to make you do something you regret, right?” I catch a slight sourness in her voice, and it makes me turn to study her face.
Did I hurt her with that comment? Fuck. I never meant it that way.
“Is that why you’re pissed?” No longer able to keep my distance, I walk over, pick her up, and set her on my desk. She lifts her chin in a show of defiance that I regrettably find adorable. “Listen to me. You’re the first assistant in all the years I’ve had this company that I can stand. So I don’t want to fuck that up because I can’t keep my dick in my pants around you. That’s why I said I regretted it. And also because I was concerned that I’d taken advantage.”
Her shoulders relax, and her gaze softens.
“So will you just give me a fucking pass and stop wearing the dresses?”
I see a flicker of stubbornness in her expression.
“You won, all right? You’re unfireable. I’ll give you anything you want to make this better.”
“Anything, huh?” She rests her hands beside her on the desk and crosses one leg over the other, making the fabric of her dress slide up. “That’s a pretty bold offer.”
“Within reason.”
She slides off the desk and tosses her hair. “What I want is to make you suffer.” Her hips twitch as she struts out of my office leaving me with a hard-on and a growl in my throat.
ChapterNineteen
Madi
When I walk onto the fifty-fifth floor the next week, a tense silence greets me. A hushed crowd of analysts cowers in the corner, looking seasick. Another round of layoffs Blackthroat wanted to oversee personally? We were supposed to have a preliminary meeting with Benson at noon, but it looks like the conference room is already occupied.
What is going on?
Across from the whispering analysts, two stone-faced thugs in suits stand guard. I recognize them from my foray into the Adalwulf building. But if they’re here, that means…
Aiden Adalwulf is in the building. And there he is: seated at the foot of the conference table. Directly across from Blackthroat. They’re both stone faced and staring each other down.
What is going on?
Noah, stands closest to the conference room. I sign,What’s going on?
He replies in ASL the equivalent of,We were here to prep for the meeting with Benson, but Aiden Adalwulf showed up.
Why?
He now owns a forty nine percent stake in Benson. He’s been quietly acquiring shares, and on Friday Benson Junior sold out.
This is not good. This could be the end of the deal.
They’ve been in there for fifteen minutes, barely talking,Noah tells me.
