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Chapter One
     
    Evan Marshall slowly stood from his seat, glaring down the
long table of executives. “You accept now, or the deal is dead.”
    Brooke Silverwood, CEO of Silverwood Bayes, a research and
development investment company, leaned forward, giving him a full view of her
cleavage. “I do believe we can do without the threats, Mr. Marshall.”
    While this merger would bring together two powerful
companies—his successful business, Marshall & Pasley, a research-based
pharmaceutical and healthcare company, and Brooke’s multimillion dollar
enterprise—the endless back and forth about the merger grated on his last
nerve.
    More to the point, each hour spent with her only increased
his frustrations. He’d grown tired of being teased by her, whether she was
aware of it or not. If something didn’t break soon, he’d bend her over that
table, lift her skirt and bury himself deep into her cunt.
    Too bad for him an ugly truth remained—business before
pleasure, something he had to continually remind himself of. This deal would
secure his company. His cock held no place in these discussions.
    At his continuing silence, Brooke gave him a sassy smile
then she glanced around the room, focusing on each of the men who made up her
team. “Let me speak with Mr. Marshall alone for a minute.” Gesturing toward the
door, she continued in her husky voice, “Leave us.”
    Without hesitation, her team left the modern office and Evan
snorted. Being a CEO of his own company, he could understand the power she
held, but he wouldn’t have responded to her in that quick of a fashion.
    Even over the past days, she held quite the presence and he
admired that about her. But he wanted to teach the woman that not every man
bent to her will. And he wanted to give her the lesson with her naked and
beneath him.
    Realizing his thoughts had once again traveled to a place he
shouldn’t go, he stretched his neck, focusing his mind back into his brain
instead of in his pants. He should never have offered to flesh out the details
of the merger and should’ve sent his business partner Robert Pasley instead.
Then he wouldn’t have suffered a 24/7 hard-on for days now, nor would he have
spent every night and morning jerking off to ease the tension.
    Robert had dealt with the merger up until this point, since
he always managed the business end. Evan handled the employees and other
in-office details. The partnership worked. This shit wasn’t anything he
preferred.
    As the thought raced through his mind, he also knew exactly
why he’d come to New York City. His dick had led him there. That deep, sensual
tone of Brooke’s on the telephone meetings had been the entire reason he came
instead of Robert. He’d had to meet this woman.
    Only problem?
    The fantasy of her he’d built in his mind didn’t compare to
the reality. He suspected that raspy voice wouldn’t belong to an attractive
woman. Brooke, with her long, straight dark hair, womanly figure and pouty lips
that he’d imagined sucking him off—a few times over—stunned him.
    However, his marvel of her lasted a day. Now she merely
frustrated him to no end, teasing him every day with her tight skirts, shirts
that always fell open to show off her tits and her sexy legs.
    Giving his head a shake to clear it, he watched her. Brooke
remained at the head of the table, her baby blues lined with black makeup
staying focused on him. “Mr. Marshall, I’m in agreement over the merger.”
    “I’m glad to hear it, Ms. Silverwood.”
    Her eyebrows rose at the obvious bite to his voice before
her seductive grin slid back into place. “Before we close the deal, I believe
there are some final details to work out.”
    She stood from her seat then strode toward the door. His
focus went straight to her heart-shaped ass clad in a black skirt, which hugged
all her fine curves. Exactly how he liked his women; an ass that could take a
pounding without fear he’d break her.
    As he watched her strut, his dick