Page 61 of Billion Dollar Revenge

I’m blown away too. I have everything I asked for in this office.

She ambles along the floors, and I follow beside her. The way I gaze upon the completed work with her adds an extra layer of excitement to the experience. Her energy today is magnetic.

We look in the kitchen, full bathroom, meeting rooms, and spare desks. One is for my PA—Gabby—if she needs to work from here and not at the other office.

“Look at the view,” she mumbles, walking to the window to the side of my desk.

“It’s beautiful from here.”

I lean against my desk, watching her stare at the city skyline.

To me,sheis the view. The most beautiful view.

I stay silent as she scans the city. My gaze dips over her body. No matter how many times I’ve seen it, it’s never enough. Worse since I’ve held her.

I bring my gaze back to her face, taking in her delicate nose, parted pouty lips, and lashes that show off her soft brown eyes. Her tied-up hair allows me to get a good look at her slender neck. Heat surges through me as I imagine my mouth on her throat again. Over that beating pulse, I can see in her neck…

She turns around and pinches her lips together as she wanders over to me.

Sitting beside me, she runs her hand over the wood. “This is a big desk.”

I move so my hip leans against the desk.

“Custom-made.”

“Is it sturdy?” she asks with a smirk.

I drop my eyes over her exquisite body again. “Let’s test it out.”

Her hand reaches out to grab my tie, an eyebrow raised in curiosity.

She tugs hard on it, encouraging me closer.

She’s bold today.

I don’t hesitate, grabbing her by her waist, lifting her effortlessly so she sits on my desk. I study her face as I part her legs and step between her thighs. Holding on to my navy tie in one hand, she leans back on the other. Her rich scent fills my nose. It draws me in. And I do what I’ve been wanting to do since I saw her today. My mouth advances to her neck, and I lay a kiss there, where her pulse thumps under my lips. The fast and hard rhythm matches my own.

I proceed to kiss her neck slowly. She pants as I continue peppering her with warm kisses until I reach the base of her neck. When I pull back, I find her eyes heavy with lust.

Her rosy mouth begs to be kissed.

Fuck it. I’ll have her this one time. I lean forward and encourage her to lie back…

“Hey. Oh, shoot.” Oliver walks in just as I’m about to spread her out on my desk.

I jump away and my heel connects with the chair. Double fuck.

The pain shooting in my Achilles reminds me how annoying brothers can be. But it's not his fault I left the door unlocked.

“I’ll come back later,” Oliver says, turning his head.

Oliver is always busy, so if he’s here, he probably needs something. I can’t turn away a brother.

“Oliver. Wait,” I shout, stepping back to help Chelsea sit up. I adjust my tie as she slips off the desk to stand. Her cheeks are flushed, and she looks out the window, avoiding eye contact with me. A soft sigh leaves my mouth. I almost had her.

He stops at the doorway and turns around with some hesitation.

I nod in a ‘it’s fine, come back’ way.

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