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We’d already talked and look where it got us. Could what we had even be called a relationship if I signed a contract that stated I was his girlfriend?

I opened the door and stuck my head out. I made him see my emotional turmoil.

“What did you want to talk about?” I crossed my arms over my chest.

“Well, for starters, why did you throw that kind of tantrum?”

“You haven’t talked to me since you walked out on me. I thought it was time for you to pay attention and realize that I’m a person as well.”

“Collette, if I didn’t care about you, then I wouldn’t have flown across the world to get back here and make sure that you were okay.” Ian sighed and loosened his tie.

“I left thousands of dollars in deals on the table to come back and take care of you.”

“Yeah, well, you’ve been pretty absent ever since.” I mocked his attitude.

“Look, I get it. You like to talk all sexy and act all sexy, but when it comes to doing the sexy, you have a hangup. That’s all right by me, but I just want to know where I stand.” I waved away his next words, “It’s okay, I’m not going to push it, but next time you get all ‘You chose this, crap,’ just remember, you’ve chosen to reject me and I’m not going to run into your arms again without some serious apologizing.”

He pushed his face into mine. His eyes glared into mine. His breath mingled with my own.

“I’m not sure what kind of response you were hoping to get from me, but this isn’t the one you wanted. We have work to do and can discuss your behavior later. That will certainly include getting a punishment this evening.” His face turned a shade of red that I hadn’t known existed in the human body.

I held out my hands and pushed him away.

“Go ahead, Mr. Holdt, cuff me, spank me, do whatever you want. It’s not going to matter because I can outlast you. I’m not just a pretty doll. If you want to have a peaceful work environment, then that’s what you’ve got, boss. I’ll be the best worker you could ever ask for, but I won’t be the submissive thing you’ve had for the past two months. You’re going to be begging me to renegotiate the contract.”

“That’s where you’re wrong, Collette. I’m going to make you mine, and you’ll regret that you ever had this little tantrum.” His face could have won the World Poker tournament at that moment because I truly couldn’t tell what he was thinking.

“Do you think you can manage to do your job?” Ian’s smirk made me want to try all the harder to wipe it off of his face.

I stood taller, and gave him my sweetest smile that would melt the heart of a good Christian.

“Yes, sir.” If I gave him what he wanted, then maybe I’d have a chance to find out what I needed to know for the Federal Investigators to prosecute him.

“Very well. Clean up this mess and then return to the conference room where there are a few files I need to have uploaded and then configured for an afternoon meeting.” Ian dismissed me with his voice and walked toward the large oak doors, daring me to do anything while they were open.

I stuck my tongue out, an old habit that was hard to break, before kneeling to pick up the pens and papers I’d thrown on the floor.

Rossi, my ever present jailer, wasn’t paying attention to my actions and when I crawled under the desk, I opened the middle drawer where Ian kept the key to the special files that he didn’t want anyone to know about.

I pocketed the key and finished replacing all the items on the desk.

I was going to find the answers that I wanted, or I was going to die trying.

Chapter 34: Ian

Collette had infiltrated my well-planned world and made me want to love her. I never even knew that could be possible, but she made it so.

She wasn’t really the enemy, but we were waging a war for dominance. I wasn’t used to having one of my contract assistants try to gain the upper hand. Although Collette had been special from the beginning. From the first moment I saw her in the elevator, she’d intrigued me.

Her sassy personality had been aching for someone to tame her and make her a good submissive. I knew instantly that I would do anything to have her. That no other woman would be comparable.

That is something she certainly isn’t. She was one of a kind. I rubbed my temples as a headache formed once again. She’d caused frustration and doubt where there should have been none. This wasn’t how the relationship was supposed to work.

When the others had signed those contracts, they’d become mine in every sense of the word. It had only been for a short while before I released them back into their normal lives, but Collette was different from the others. She was special. She was meant to always be mine.

Nothing about Collette was normal. She took everything that I said and then decided if she wanted to do it or not. Unafraid to ask questions or speak her mind, even when it meant going against what everyone else was thinking.

I’d never come across anything like her before. There had to be some reason why she’d signed that contract to become my submissive. Although, it seemed like she hadn’t really known what she was getting into, even when I’d gone over the contract a second time. What on earth could she possibly have to gain by becoming my assistant and submissive?

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