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her eyes at the sight, but couldn’t even move as
shock filled her. His dick strained against the material of his jeans, and she
swallowed past the sudden lump in her throat. He was … huge.
    “It
turns me on that you talk back, that you don’t put up with my bullshit, and
it’s because of those reasons, and my own selfish desires, that make me want to
have you, Sorcha.” He placed his hands flat on the table, bent at the waist,
and put his face close to hers. “A part of you hates me, and rightfully so, but
there is also another part of you that didn’t reject my offer outright.” He
looked right in her eyes, and she got lost in the icy blue depths. “That other
part is intrigued, aroused even by the thought of signing yourself away to me.
Isn’t that right?” He was taunting her, mocking her and her feelings, but he
didn’t know her at all, not in the six months that she had been at his beck and
call.
    She
stood, gritted her teeth, and refused to acknowledge what he was saying. But
the truth was he was right. There was a strong part of her that was curious as
to what it would be like to be his, for no other reason than for the fact he
wanted her. Maybe this was all just a bullshit , but
elaborate, scheme for him to fuck her. He had the money to drop like this, but
he didn’t need to, that was for sure.
    “I
won’t ever be yours, Mr. Hartford.” She gripped her purse in her hand and
turned to leave the office. She most likely wouldn’t have a job come Monday,
but if this was the shit she had to work with, screw it. She’d waitress at the
coffee shop if she had to, but she wouldn’t do what he wanted. She reached for
the handle, but his deep voice stopped her once again. He had this uncanny
ability to do that, and she hated it, but secretly wanted more.
    “Even
if you decide not to sign the contract, you have a job.”
    She
closed her eyes, hated that although he had just offered up a dick proposal, he
still had a little bit of decency in him. Or maybe this was still part of the
game? She didn’t respond, but before she knew what was happening he was right
behind her. Sorcha felt his body heat slam into her, felt his warm, humid
breath brush along the nape of her neck, and felt herself actually tremble. The feelings that bombarded her were so damn intense she
couldn’t control her breathing. She went from pissed off to aroused in seconds flat.
    Then
the asshole pressed his erection into her lower back, dug the fucking thing
into her, and she felt like she might pass out. This was so going against
company policy. Hell, this totally put sexual harassment in the workplace to a
whole different level.
    “Just
think about it, Sorcha.”
    Her
breath became shallow, and her desire for this man heightened. The feeling of
his dick on her lower back, so hard and big, had her panties wet. And then he
reached out, gripped the handle, right over her hand, and turned it to open the
door. She stumbled out, glanced over her shoulder to see him leaning against
the frame smirking, and faced forward again. Once inside the elevator she
closed her eyes and rested her head on the wall behind her. This had to be a
dream, or a nightmare. Heck, she had to pinch herself to make sure this was
actually happening. She knew she had no intentions of signing any contract,
because no matter how much money he offered, she was no man’s property. But
even thinking that had her mind faltering slightly, because the thought of
being Rian’s for a week, did have a very dark,
tempting quality to it.

Chapter
Five
     
    Rian sat on the back porch of his
apartment and stared at Central Park that was right across from him. It was
Saturday evening, and all he had thought about since he spoke with Sorcha earlier
today was … her. She was a take no shit girl, but underneath that hard veneer
he saw the woman she really was. She may say she would never submit to a man,
but there was a definite part of her that was curious. He wasn’t even