"You see Miss White, I am not in the habit of hearing the word no," he said and came closer to where I was standing. My underwear is going to melt away in a couple of seconds.
"I am one step away from calling security and making sure you never look at this building again, Mr Grace, so I suggest you take a few steps back, figuratively and literally," I said, trying to look supremely indifferent, though my panties would tell a different story.
"Ah, but the blush on your face says different, Annalisa," he said and brought his hand up so as to touch my face.
"Leave. Now, Mr Grace." I said as I moved away from him.
"Very well, Anna, but I will take over this company, whether you like it or not," he said.
"Over my dead bo-" I was cut off by him.
"And by the end of this month, Anna, you will be in my bed," he said and I stared at him for a minute, honestly thinking this was some kind of joke.
"I do not need anyone to warm my bed at the moment. And as for taking over this company, it's not happening. I have poured my sweat, blood and tears into this publishing house, and fuck if I allow some over entitled jerk to come and take over my hard work. You may leave.
"Miss White, I hope we meet again when you are more receptive towards me. Until then..." he invaded my bubble. Again.
"Until then you may dream of me," he whispered in my ear and turned to walk out of my office.
"Dream of bludgeoning you to death, sure," I muttered lowly, hoping he heard me, and yet hoping he didn't. Mother of God, I was confused.
"But then who'd make you cum?" he asked and left the office.
As owner and CEO of one of the best publishing houses in North America, Annalisa White is used to takeover bids and fussy writers. What she is not used to is Bennet Grace, a man who has never really understood the meaning of the word no.
This book will contain swearing, sexual innuendoes and other adult stuff. Read at your own risk.