ing my discomfort. “And he
thinks I’d make a pass at you?” He smirks and his eyes
heat. “Well, I want you to think about something while I’m
in New York. I ga一ve you this job, and I expect you to
show me some gratitude. In fact, I’m entitled to it. I had to
fight to get you. Elizabeth wanted someone better
qualified, but I—I saw something in you. So, we need to
work out a deal. A deal where you keep me happy. D’you
work out a deal. A deal where you keep me happy. D’you
understand what I’m saying, Ana?”
Fuck!
“Look at it as refining your job description, if you like.
And if you keep me happy, I won’t dig any further into
how your boyfriend is pulling strings, milking his contacts,
or cashing in some fa一vor from one of his Ivy League fratboy
sycophants.”
My mouth drops open. He’s blackmailing me. For
sex! And what can I say? News of Christian’s takeover is
embargoed for another three weeks. I can barely believe
this. Sex—with me!
Jack moves closer until he’s standing right in front of
me, staring down into my eyes. His cloying sweet cologne
invades my nostrils—it’s nauseating—and if I’m not
mistaken, the bitter stench of alcohol is on his breath.
Fuck, he’s been drinking . . . when?
“You are such a tight-assed, cock-blocking, prick
tease, you know, Ana,” he whispers through clenched
teeth.
teeth.
What? Prick tease . . . Me?
“Jack, I ha一ve no idea what you’re talking about,” I
whisper, as I feel the adrenaline surge through my body.
He’s closer now. I am waiting to make my move. Ray will
be proud. Ray taught me what to do. Ray knows his selfdefense.
If Jack touches me—if he even breathes too
close to me—I will take him down. My breath is shallow. I
must not faint, I must not faint.
“Look at you.” He gives me a leering look. “You’re so
turned on, I can tell. You’ve really led me on. Deep down
you want it. I know.”
Holy fuck. The man is completely delusional. My fear
rises to DEFCON ONE, threatening to overwhelm me. “No,
Jack. I ha一ve never led you on.”
“You ha一ve, you p
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