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been having such a lovely time talking with him, but now he was right. It was time to get down to business.
     
    Clearing her throat and sitting up straighter in her chair, she glanced around to see if anyone would be able to overhear their conversation. Max noticed her look and did the same, then leaned forward. “This must be quite a conversation from the anxious look on your face,” he said softly.
     
    Clarissa took a deep breath, unaware that her cheeks were already burning red with embarrassment. “I have something to ask you,” she said and laid her palms down on the table, still looking at her water glass. “I hope you’ll keep an open mind about the request.”
     
    Max smiled. “Are you perhaps looking for a job?” he asked. “If that’s the case, no issues. I’ll personally find you a position in one of my companies. What are you interested in doing?”
     
    Clarissa smiled her appreciation but shook her head. “I’m looking for a position but not in one of your companies and I know it won’t be a permanent one.’
     
    He chuckled. “Now I’m very intrigued. Explain.”
     
    It was now or never, she told herself. “I want to become your mistress,” she finally blurted out. Her shoulders were tense and the red in her face deepened. She couldn’t believe she’d actually said the words! Hearing them spoken, so quickly and inelegantly, made her bite her lower lip with frustration. Oh, why couldn’t she be more casual about this?
     
    The stunned silence that followed her declaration made her look up into his face. Sure enough, he was just as shocked as she’d anticipated. “Let me re-phrase that,’ she said quickly.
     
    He was stiff with what she could only guess was indignation. “Please do. I’m sure I misunderstood.”
     
    She smiled tentatively. “No, you probably didn’t. But you need to know the background behind my request to really understand why I’m asking. You see,” she started off, knowing she was still floundering and he didn’t appear to be relaxing in any way, “when I went off to school, it was to a very safe boarding school but regardless, my father sent several body guards along with me.”
     
    “As he should,” Max replied, his mouth a grim line as he waited patiently for her explanation.
     
    Tucking her hands under the linen covered table, she inhaled deeply in an effort to gain control of her nerves and get her point across. “Well, all of my friends have had boyfriends. They’ve had a lot more experience with life and with all the wonderful things that I’ve yet to discover.”
     
    She waited for his reaction but when he didn’t move, she continued on. “And I want to move into that area.”
     
    “Why?” he demanded. “And what does that have to do with this request?”
     
    Clarissa could feel his anger but couldn’t really understand why he was so furious. She was sure he hadn’t been a virgin all this time! “Well, because I don’t have any experience with sex. I was hoping that you could help me out in that area.”
     
    He glared at her. “Let me get this straight,” he said sharply. “You want me to have sex with you so you can understand what all your friends are talking about?”
     
    Clarissa shrank back from that point of view. “I guess, when you put it that way, it doesn’t sound so good but it isn’t really like that. I want to know what all the excitement is about. When I talk with them, some of them, at least, they all have experiences that they can relate to. I’m an outsider. I can’t contribute to the conversations and I feel as if something is wrong with me. Does that make sense?” she asked, hoping she had explained her feelings so he could genuinely appreciate her position.
     
    “Absolutely!”
     
    She was getting irritated as well. She looked at his cold eyes with confusion. “You’re angry but I don’t really understand why. What’s wrong with wanting to learn about sex?”
     
    He sighed impatiently,