Page 15 of Hostile Takeover

Aisha is talking excitedly to me, but I’m not hearing anything she’s saying. My heart is going nuts in my chest. I’m light-headed and it’s impossible to think straight.

I just kissed my new boss. I just kissed Mr. Raven. I just kissed a god.

My body shivers as I remember his rich silky taste. The way his strong hands felt when they pulled me against his firm body. The hardness of his cock…

I wantmore.

“Look at you!” Aisha says with a big grin. “You look like you’re in disbelief!”

I am in disbelief… Why is that man interested in me?

She clinks her champagne flute against mine. I’m so distracted and disheveled that I forgot I was even holding a champagne flute.

I take a fizzy sip and then am immediately disappointed that I just washed away Mr. Raven’s taste from my mouth.

“I can’t believe you’re going to be rich!” Aisha shrieks as she bounces up and down.

“Wait. What?”

“I’ll get some more champagne!” she squeals before hurrying away with her empty glass.

Oh, the sale. Right.

I never asked Aunt Linda how much I’ll be making, because well… The money was never the point for me. I love the lifestyle, the office, the thrill of running a large dynamic company, of helping girls who were just like me. It was never about a large payout.

But still… It could be a nice chunk of money. It may even be a life-changing amount. That’s how distracted I am with Mr. Raven. I can’t even focus on my new potential windfall right now.

He’s standing across the large conference room by the head of the table. That lawyer he brought is talking to him, but he doesn’t seem to be paying any attention to her. His possessive eyes are locked on me, cutting across the room like we’re the only two people in here.

A shiver ripples up my spine.Are my cheeks going red again? Shit, they are.

Aisha returns and stands in front of me, blocking the intimidating yet sensual view of Mr. Raven eye-fucking me.

“Aisha, I have to tell you something,” I whisper as I grab her arm.

“You’re quitting?” she asks with her face dropping. “I mean, I don’t blame you after getting a payout, but… This place won’t be the same without you.”

Awwww.

“No, I’m not quitting,” I tell her. At least, I don’t think I am. “I just… I have to tell someone.”

“What is it?”

“Me and Mr. Raven,” I say, not quite believing it even though I was there. “We kissed.”

Her eyebrow goes up. “How much champagne did you have?”

“I’m serious,” I say as I tighten my grip on her arm. “In my office. He saw the lingerie catalogue on my desk and then we kissed.”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa,” she says, waving her hand between us. “That’s a pretty big jump. How exactly did you go from catalogue on desk to lip-locked with our new boss?”

“I don’t even know,” I say. It’s all a blur in my mind. I’m still not quite sure I didn’t hallucinate the whole thing. I mean, why would he be interested in me? Seriously?!

Aisha casually glances over her shoulder at our new boss. He’s still staring at me. She turns back around with a grin.

“That man is eye-fucking the shit out of you.”

“I know!” I nearly shriek. “I don’t get it.”

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