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“So, you knew he was in the process of setting me up?” I ask dryly.

“Oh, absolutely, we let him go as far as process and common sense would allow, he’s incriminated himself every step of the way, Mr. Mapleton, and we understand you are innocent in all of this.”

I feel Jasmine’s hand in mine under the table and I grip it firmly to my own, wanting to kiss it, to kiss her but counting the moments instead until we can be alone again.

“What exactly was he up to?” I have to ask. “I had a fair idea, but trying to pin down exactly what he was doing… we got some video confession from Hunter and Jasmine’s boss earlier today, at the hotel… is she involved too?” I ask, wanting to join the dots now.

“Ms. Singleton? Oh yes, up to her neck. So is half your board, I’m afraid, Mr. Mapleton. We only wanted to find you to make sure you were safe. Once they realized we were onto them, there was no telling what they’d do. We’ll give you a full briefing as charges are laid out,” Sloane says, sitting back with some satisfaction and eyeing the coffee pot.

“I’ll get it,” Jasmine says softly, and serves us all up some very strong, hot coffee, which is just what my nerves don’t need but it looks like Sloane has been dying for, for hours.

“The charges will range from tax evasion, fraud and money laundering,” Sloane says after taking a long slurp of scolding coffee.

“You’re clean, Mr. Mapleton, we know this much. It was Hunter’s intention to pin it all on you though, have you arrested and then plant himself as head of the whole company.”

“Nice… real nice,” Jasmine says dryly.

“I have a legal team in Europe, Greece,” I tell Sloane, feeling a little better once he tells me he wasn’t aware of my own investigation I’ve been carrying out.

“I’ll put you in touch with Milo as soon as I can get a hold of him,” I muse aloud, suddenly remembering my phone, laptop and everything else I’ve left behind but grateful I managed to keep the most valuable thing close at hand.

Having found Jasmine was the best distraction, and one that canceled out everything else. I let my hand rest on her thigh under the table as we make eyes at each other.

Sloane is smarter than he looks, and within a few moments and some more brief explanation and apologies, he realizes it’s time to leave Mr. Mapleton alone now.

“They have your things at the hotel still, your suite,” Sloane says, pausing at the door before he leaves.

“I think we’ll be fine here for tonight,” I tell him, looking at Jasmine. “But you will keep in touch, won’t you,” I tell him, closing the door and bolting it, turning to Jasmine.

“Now. Where were we?” I say, unzipping my pants as she stifles a little squeal of delight.

Chapter Twenty

Jasmine

“So the whole time they were looking for you, to protect you… not to arrest you?” I ask absently in between his kisses.

His lips are on mine, then anywhere on my body he can reach before bringing his lips back to mine again.

“Uh huh, they were looking for you too y’know,” he groans, and I delicately slip out of my insanely expensive outfit as quickly as I can before he tears it off me.

I thought I’d die from embarrassment if Maddox saw my apartment, but now I can’t wait for him to take me in it.

On my bed, in my chair… on the kitchen table, in the shower.

My mind’s racing as I wonder if one night with him here is enough. But I’m also excited because I know it’s not just going to be one night.

I know it’s going to be every night from now on with Maddox, no matter where we are, we’ll always be together.

Once I’m undressed, he scoops me up in his arms again and ducks down, avoiding the low ceiling and doorway as he carries me through to my bedroom.

“You’re kidding me?” he says with a grin, his lip curling up in time with his brow as he realizes I only have a single bed.

“It’ll be a tight fit,” I offer, trying not to laugh as we both collapse onto the familiar, soft warmth of my own bed.

The one place I’ve been looking forward to all day and the last place I would have expected Maddox Mapleton to turn up in, today or any other day.

Making life easier for us both, I position Maddox onto his back and peeling off the last of his suit, I almost feel like kneeling down and giving a prayer of thanks.

Using the gifts we were sent is the best form of gratitude I reason and wasting no time I straddle his perfectly hard body. I lean into him, pressing my whole body against his as his huge hands glide over me, settling on his favorite two handfuls and I lift myself just long enough to slide down onto his thick hard cock, ready and waiting for me with one slow movement.

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