Page 185 of By His Rule

Desire hits me like a freight train.

But like him, I refuse to let my true feelings be known, and I cross my arms under my breasts, effectively pushing them up and stealing his attention again.

“We-we’re going on a trip, remember?”

I smirk, loving that I’ve made this always-in-control man trip over his words.

“No. You’re going on a trip.”

He narrows his eyes.

“No.Weare. I asked you to book a business trip.”

“And I did. Your flight leaves in…” I glance at the clock. “Whoa, an hour and a half. You really should go.”

“You’re my assistant, Lorelei. You come on business trips with me.”

I shrug. “Not this time, hot shot.”

“Fuck’s sake,” he mutters before spinning around and pulling my closet open.

“What are you?—”

“Where is your suitcase?”

“Kian, I’m not?—”

“This trip requires both of us, so I suggest you wake the fuck up and get packing. Our flight is leaving in an hour and a half,” he says, mocking me.

“Your flight. I only booked one seat.”

“Then I suggest you get on the phone, because I’m not flying alone.”

I watch in horror as he selects a handful of outfits from my closet and throws them onto the bed.

He isn’t joking, is he?

“Suitcase, Lorelei. Then call the airline. Where is your?—”

“Kian,” I shriek when he successfully locates my underwear drawer without my help. “There is something fucking wrong with you,” I mutter as I attempt to push him away.

He’s bigger and heavier than me, and he doesn’t so much as sway when I shove at his shoulder.

Reaching into the drawer, he pulls out a red lace G-string and holds it up.

He studies it for a beat before turning to me and letting his eyes trail down my body.

“Do you have the matching bra?”

“My suitcase is in the closet in the hallway,” I tell him, submitting to the fact I’m going on a trip with this infuriating man.

He looks down at my open drawer again with a pout in his lips before he backs away, leaving me to deal with my underwear choices.

“I’m trusting you to select the right ones,” he warns.

“My underwear, my choice,” I snap as he goes in search of my suitcase.

By the time he returns, I have everything laid out on my bed. All I need are my toiletries.

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