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an emotional breakdown or had a stomach flu, or something.  A few of the other men in the room whispered to her, asking if she was all right.
    Only Bradley, the ex, noticed something unusually alert in Bella’s eyes.  If he didn’t know better he would almost say she was enjoying the awkward scene.  What was make her do this?  Bradley’s eyes widened, wondering for just a moment…
    Is she sore from something that happened yesterday?
    This was a disaster! Bella thought, knowing cracks in her “anonymous” affair were already being discovered and by Alicia and Bradley of all people.  How much longer before she was exposed?
    Bastien seemed oblivious to the threat.  The man had no fear, and didn’t seem to remember that his reputation was on the line here.  If Bella went down she would be forgotten but his name would be ruined.
    Bastien Darque, however, was a man of great strength and even greater weakness.  He usually thought things through.  He usually kept his private life very far away from his business life.
    But as he himself might admit, his attraction to Bella was beyond all his rationale, and more powerful than his own set rules.  Sure, he was a dominant man and desired to control her every move, giving her all the pleasure she could or couldn’t handle.  But he didn’t know when to stop.  And that was dangerous.  It was downright career-ending.
    Or could it be even life-threatening?
    Bastien’s bratty little smile notwithstanding, just what would this man do if this tryst really caused a big scandal?  Would he be “professional” about it?
    Or would the “real Darque” come out?  Would he be willing to do whatever it takes to silence a woman who could ruin an expensive campaign?
    Bella took a nervous gulp. 
    As she expected, Bastien confronted her in the break room after the meeting, eager to gloat about his game.  But Bella was too worried about the future to indulge him.  She met his eyes and began huffing.
    “That was too close.”
    “I know.  Isn’t it nice?”
    “No.  I mean, it is fun for now, but when does it stop?”
    Bastien lost his smile and stared her down.  “When I say it stops.  Arabella.  That’s when.”
    “That works for you, but what about me?”
    “What about you?” he said, his voice escalating in machismo.  “You will do as you’re told.  That’s what about you.”
    “Why?”
    “Because I said so, that’s why.  You know who I am.  You know what I do.  You knew that before signing the contract, did you not?”
    “Yeah…I guess.”
    “No guessing.  You say yes.  You will do as you’re told.  Or so help me, Bella…”
    He said her name.  And said “Bella” instead of Arabella.  He was genuinely pissed.  A feeling of nausea came over Bella, as she looked into his fiery eyes, not quite sure just how dangerous a man he could be.  Or how dangerous the situation could be, regardless of how classy a man Bastien really was. 
    And not such a classy guy, considering how he was ranting—almost oblivious to the threat of someone overhearing his conversation outside.
    “You want to get fucked.  You want to get spanked.  That’s what you get, girl.  That’s it.  Don’t you dare try to pull this relationship shit on me!  I told you.  I don’t do romance.  I have no emotions.”
    “All you do is give orders,” I said sadly, already figuring out his motivation.  “You just want everyone to do as they’re told, no matter how it suits them.  It’s all about you.”
    “Yes, you are correct!” he said after giving it a moment of thought.  “That’s how I work.  It never steers me wrong.  That’s how my social life goes too.”
    “I understand.  I wish that I could be special, you know.  That I could be someone who’s not just another girl.  Another lay.  Another submissive woman.  But I guess hoping that you really liked me was the dumbest thing I’ve ever done.”
    Her brutal honesty caught him off guard.  He