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But I am surprisingly turned on by the message Damonsent. His power. His demanding tone. His possessiveness over me.

I’m the only girl he wants…

I know I am forced to obey him, but I also kindawantto.

Crap.

Does that make me as crazy as him?

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DAMON

Jim is staringat me from across my office.

And it’s not one of his friendlier looks.

“You need to respond,” he barks at me.

I stare back.

“I’m not interested in responding to the man,” I reply dispassionately.

Jim lets out a frustrated sigh. If it were anyone else, and they dared to breathe like that in response to one of my remarks, I would have them on the ropes before they could blink. But Jim is permitted to be exasperated with me; he’s my North Star when it comes to business. He gets a pass.

But, on this one particular topic, I am not budging.

“Handsome Jack wants to have a meeting,” Jim explains in a low, grave voice. “And he is being serious. His people have been pressuring us. We should go ahead right now and organize a face-to-face encounter between the two of you before it’s too late and tension in New York reaches boilingpoint. We can’t have another major conflict break out simply because you don’t want to see the man.”

My dog is curled up in the corner. Jim is the only person he doesn’t lunge for aggressively. Well, apparently not only Jim now, but also Ava.

What is it about that girl that’s calmed my vicious dog?

I was so shocked to see her simply pet the animal when it burst in here while we were negotiating over the contract. I have not trained my dog to do anything remotely like that – in fact, quite the opposite - and I am a strong master.

What is it that my dog can see in her?

She called me a doggy dad. Whatever the hell that means.

She’s cute, I gotta say. Adorable, even.

Andincrediblysexy...

How she looked when I fucked her from behind. The moans she made with her pretty little mouth. The fact she willingly signed herself over to me and seemed so fucking excited for it.

I’m standing behind my office chair. I grip the headrest tighter. My knuckles go white.

“Not now,” I say to myself behind gritted teeth, even as my mind drifts back to that time in my office with me pinning her down and fucking her from behind and how much she loved it.

I am not thinking straight. I feel like I can’t make a rational decision right now. This is so unlike me.

How can I think about meeting Handsome Jack when there’s so much on my mind?

Well, there is actually only one thing on my mind right now - one thing that is distracting me to oblivion.

Ava Matson.

Her and her sexy ass.

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