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I hate his cocky, overconfident smirk and the way every woman in the office drools over him. I hate the irresistible way he fills out his suit and his manwhore ways. I hate his tempting touch and the way he makes me want to break all the rules. His Clark Kent Glasses, his cheesy sense of humor, his animalistic desire to have me—on my desk, against the filing cabinet, spread out across the conference table.
I hate that he's my number one competition and if we're caught, I lose it all. And most of all, I hate that he's off-limits and I just can't stay away.
464 pages, Unknown Binding
First published July 23, 2016

Naughty girls don’t get to come. Are you going to behave for me?” He lifts one eyebrow, still grinning. It takes me a second to catch my breath, before I stare down at him, as haughtily as I can given the fact that I’m tied up and splayed naked across my own couch. “That depends. What will misbehaving get me?”
I am so screwed, I think vaguely , somewhere in the depths of the still-sane part of my brain. And I don’t even care. In fact, I fucking love it.”











I know Max Davis, of course. Resident cocky asshole, bent on singlehandedly seducing our entire female staff. Everyone in the office knows all about Max fucking Davis, and his various sexcapades. Yes, plenty of people sneak around the non-fraternisation policy we have here, but he makes a damn contest of it.
“I asked if that time works for you. Maybe if you weren’t so busy staring at my chest, you might’ve replied faster.”
“In my defense, at this angle it’s harder not to stare.” I let my gaze dip down her neck again. Especially with the way she hunches forward over the desk, arms splayed on the surface, I mean, any man in his right mind would be unable to resist. “Did you buy that shirt with the express purpose of distracting your enemies? Because I have to admit, it’s definitely working.”
She rolls her eyes skyward. “So you’re blaming me for your inability to keep your eyes to yourself.”
“Blaming makes it sound so negative. Let’s call it appreciating. I appreciate that you work what you have, Chloe, and you do it damn well.”
Chloe crosses her arms over her chest. Okay, she has to be doing that on purpose. “You’re unbelievable.”
“So I’ve been told.” I flash her a wide smile.
“Naughty girls don’t get to come. Are you going to behave for me?”
“That depends. What will misbehaving get me?”
I want her. Every inch of her body, mind and spirit. I want to grab hold of her and never let go. Tonight I am staking my claim. She. Is. Mine.
I am so screwed, I think vaguely, somewhere in the depths of the still-sane part of my brain. And I don’t even care. In fact, I fucking love it.



