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With breakfast on order and clothes being purchased, Adam glanced across his office and felt … panicked.
No, not panicked, elated.
He was still naked.
Alora was in his bathroom.
Last night, he’d taken her virginity, and as she snuggled up into his arms with her soft breaths hitting his chest, he’d vowed to keep her, to never let her go. For too long, he’d been watching Alora, craving her. The date he’d taken to the Christmas party last night meant nothing to him. He’d told Amelia she was to keep her distance from him, and to not expect anything from being with him. She just wanted the opportunity of being known as his date in order to land a contract.
He was used to it.
Being used.
In their world, there was a lot of give and take. It was ugly and necessary at the same time. It didn’t make it any easier. He’d watched Alora for so long, admiring her work, wondering what made her tick. At the office, he’d asked several of his workforce about her. Other than her talent, and her ability to land accounts because of her work, no one knew anything. It was as if she had no social life at all.
He wanted to know all about her, and now was his opportunity.
Stepping toward the bathroom, he heard her sigh, and allowed himself a few moments to just watch her as she relaxed.
Did she remember all of last night? The fact he hadn’t used a condom? He’d taken her without one. Never had he been so reckless, but his need for this woman went to that of another world. And he’d had way too much to drink.
“I know you’re there,” Alora said. She sat up in the water and turned toward him.
“Breakfast is on the way, as are some clothes.”
“What did you say? Did they ask who for?”
“The people who work for me know not to ask questions. With Christmas close, they want a big bonus, not to be fired.” He stepped into the water, but he didn’t want to create any more distance between them.
She tensed up as he moved in behind her, wrapping his arms around her and dragging her close to his body. The water was nice and warm, and it soothed him.
“This tub is pretty big enough for the both of us,” she said.
“I know, but I don’t want to just watch you anymore, Alora, I want to touch you.” He slid his tongue across her pulse, and she whimpered.
He’d never get bored with how responsive she was.
Reaching around her waist, he slowly moved up until he cupped her large tits. They more than filled his hands. He was obsessed with her lush body.
Alora sank back against him. “This is not getting cleaned up.”
“Do you have any idea how many times I’ve wanted to do this?” He stroked her nipples and loved the little moans she gave him.
“Adam?”
“That’s me, baby.”
“We should talk about what happened. Everyone will wonder why you didn’t return to the party last night. They’ll start talking.”
He nibbled on her neck, moving up to her ear. “No, you know what we should talk about?” he asked.
“How it should never happen again?”
“Not even close. We should talk about how we’re going to keep on doing it.”
She tensed up. “No. I’m not the kind of woman to sleep with my boss. I can’t do this, Adam.”
He loved the sound of his name on her lips.
Alora tried to pull out of his arms, but he wouldn’t let her go. He didn’t want to. This was a fight he had to win.
“Take away the fact I’m your boss, Alora. You’re attracted to me. You want me.”
“But you’re still my boss. This cannot happen, like ever.”
Adam took a deep breath. He needed to think.
“Alora, I fucked you last night without a condom,” he said.
She jerked out of his arms, and this time, he let her go. Alora spun around, the water splashing, and glared at him. “Damn it, what is this?”
“I’m attracted to you. I’m not holding your job over you. I don’t give a shit about the fact I’m your boss. I want to keep on seeing you.”
She nibbled on her lip and sank beneath the water.
That was a small victory, right?
He wasn’t sure anymore what would be a victory and what wouldn’t be.
Alora’s gaze roamed all around the bathroom before settling on him. “I had dreams about my love life since I was a kid, and last night wasn’t even close. I don’t want to be that woman.”
“You’re not. Your talents speak for themselves.”
“I don’t think this is a good idea.”
He moved in close, trapping her between his body and the edge of the tub. “Sometimes the best things come out of good ideas.”
Those lips of hers were too irresistible to deny himself. He took possession of them. At first, Alora was unyielding, determined to keep him at arm’s length, but slowly, she melted against him. The hand on his chest didn’t push him away any longer.
Her touch ignited his own need. His dick hardened, and he wanted to take her again. To fill her with his cum so he’d have another chance of getting her pregnant.
Adam jerked back, staring into her eyes, a little startled.
When he was younger, he’d wanted a family. Dreamed of one. Year by year, that dream had shattered until he finally realized he wanted nothing and no one. He’d learned the hard way that no one was to be trusted, and that was how he lived his life. Alone.
Alora understood that feeling.
He hadn’t thought of a family since he was a kid. There had been no yearning for a child, or love.
What had she done to him?
“What’s the matter?” Alora asked.
He was saved by his doorbell.
“Stay here,” he said.
“Like I would go anywhere. I don’t want anyone to see me.”
He wasn’t going to point out that the whole office saw her leave with him. She’d panic and he’d be back to square one.
Adam grabbed a robe before heading toward his front door. The sterile white walls mocked him as he moved. This wasn’t a family place, but a bachelor pad.
Opening the door, he saw his PA waiting with the breakfast and change of clothes. He had two PAs. One who dealt with all work-related stuff, and the second who handled all of his personal and private life.
Seeing Daniel was a relief. To win Alora, Adam was going to have to work hard.
Chapter Four
The Christmas music piped into the sound system of the entire building no longer soothed her. Those happy, festive tunes seemed to mock her, reminding her what a little slut she’d been last week. It was hard to concentrate on work. Hard to make eye contact with her coworkers. And next to impossible to avoid Adam.
Every time she spotted him, she escaped to the bathroom or another floor for supplies. She couldn’t deal with her mistake or face her boss. Maybe she’d be able to avoid him forever. She sighed as she leafed through her sample book, unable to focus or get into the creative zone.
Damn it, Christmas was always her favorite time of year. It made her happy, which wasn’t always an easy task. Now, even the holidays soured her mood.
Someone came up behind her, and she let out a little squeal. She’d been so lost in thought that she hadn’t even heard him. “Registered letter. Please sign here.”