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Tarrant’s utter ruthlessness. Did you find what you need?”
    She swallowed. “Not yet. Are you going to have me fired?” Her lips pressed together.
    “Me? Oh, yeah, the son and heir. I don’t know what the hell I’m going to do with you.”
    Kiss you again, maybe.
    “I know I’m close. I’ve been through nearly all the files. I’ll probably find it tonight, then you’ll never have to see me again.”
    “You think I should just let you get away with this?” He tilted his head.
    “If you believe in justice.” Her gaze dared him to challenge her.
    “I’m a businessman. I believe in profits.”
    It would be only too easy to take her side against Tarrant Hardcastle. If it wasn’t for his knack for business, his own mother would still be struggling.
    Still, her deceit intrigued him. “You worked here a whole year to get to this point?”
    She licked her lips, a hesitant flick of the tongue which sent a shiver of lust to his groin. “The files used to be stored off-site. It took a few months to get them moved here.”
    “You haven’t answered my question. Did you take thisposition, work here all this time, taking Tarrant’s money—just so you could gather evidence for a lawsuit?”
    “I’ve performed my duties to the best of my ability.”
    “Apparently you’ve done a damn good job of it. Tarrant thinks the sun shines out of your ass.”
    She blinked at his crude expression. At least something rattled her. Her cold-blooded deception appalled him—and intrigued him.
    She straightened her shoulders. “We’ve made a lot of progress.”
    “You are one cool customer. How can you sit in meetings with the man when you’re planning to sue him?”
    “It’s not personal. It’s a matter of business.”
    Indeed . He could hardly point the finger of accusation. He’d come here with his own agenda: to take back something that Tarrant stole—even though he technically bought it—from him.
    He leaned in the doorway of the file room, crowding her. Looked down on her from his six-foot, two-inch vantage point. “Maybe we can make a deal?”
    Bella’s heart thumped so hard she could hear the blood pounding in her skull.
    Was she an idiot?
    She should have made something up. A little white lie to send him off course. Now that she’d told him the truth he could go back to his father and Tarrant could prepare his vast legal staff for warfare.
    A “deal”?
    She frowned. “What do you mean?”
    “I agree not to rat you out, you agree to…” He tilted his head and narrowed those pitch-dark eyes.
    Her nipples swelled against the smooth nylon of her sturdy, practical bra. She swallowed hard.
    “What?” she choked out.
    His low chuckle rumbled through the tension-heavy air. She became acutely conscious of how much taller than her he was. A good eight inches, especially with her standing here like an idiot in her stocking feet.
    “I’ve noticed Tarrant only hires beautiful women. Why is that?”
    “He’s always concerned about the company’s image.”
    Dominic crossed his arms over his broad chest. “Likes to have everyone around him fit the ‘brand’?”
    His penetrating gaze made her painfully conscious of her blunt-cut hair and well-upholstered body. “I’m not sure why he made an exception in my case.”
    “Trust me. No exception was made.” A dimple appeared in his right cheek. “I guess he’s only getting what he asks for when he hires staff because of their looks rather than their reputation.” He frowned. “Where’d the name Andrews come from? Are you married?”
    She saw his eyes flick to her left hand. “No! Do you think I’d have kissed you if I was married?”
    “I have no idea what you’d do, sweetheart. Especially since we’ve established that you’re here under false pretences.”
    She sucked in a breath. “Andrews is my mother’s maiden name. My name is Bella Soros, almost exactly like my dad’s. Tarrant wouldn’t have hired me if he knew that.”
    “How do you know he