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read the story. She was surprised when she found herself intrigued by the plot, engrossed to the point of forgetting the time. She had no idea how long she’d been reading, but she finally accepted that she needed a light. Unfortunately, the only lights were on each side of the bed. How was it that the whole room had only those two lamps?
    Looking up at the ceiling, she found that there were recessed lights and even some modern looking hanging lights, but she couldn’t figure out how to turn them on. So as much as she didn’t want to get back into that bed, she couldn’t come up with an alternative. The mystery she’d selected had captured her mind and there didn’t seem to be anyone coming to unlock the doors to release her. There wasn’t any other form of entertainment either.
    She curled up on the side of the bed, stuffing the multitude of pillows behind her back, making herself comfortable. She figured she could jump up as soon as Tamar came in. If he even came back.
    Tamar refused to allow himself to return to his bedroom until later than normal. He hounded his tech team, demanding that they do something to find the files he needed. But they worked well into the night with no success. They weren’t finding any stolen information on her laptop. At least not in the files they’d been able to open up so far.
    So here he was, looking down at the woman curled up on his bed and his body instantly started aching with the need to have her once again. He walked to the side of his bed, looking down at her pale features shadowed by the dim light of his bedside lamp. She truly was an exquisitely beautiful woman with delicate features and a full, luscious mouth that he wanted to taste even now.
    Stripping off his clothes, he considered all the ramifications of his next plan of action. Figuring there was no downside to making love, or more specifically, having sex, with this woman if it sped the process along and he got the information he needed, he tossed his clothes to the side, then lifted her into his arms, kissing her awake. He knew the instant consciousness arrived because she stiffened in his arms. But he’d been prepared and, if there was one thing he’d learned the previous two nights in this lovely woman’s arms, it was where she liked to be touched, the way she shivered with delight when he found all of her secret erogenous areas. And he used that knowledge to his benefit, touching, kissing and caressing her until she was gasping for breath, begging him to finish what he’d started.
    And when it was all over, he held her in his arms as she gently fell asleep, almost purring with satisfaction.

Chapter 6
     
    “You have the girl still?” Jabril asked as they walked through the tree lined courtyard together.
    “She’s still here,” he confirmed. Wyndi had been here for the past week. They bantered back and forth, both of them trying to oust the other from their positions. He was surprised at how tenacious she could be, day after day. But the nights! Yes, the nights were the best. He didn’t mind seducing her every night. He enjoyed her struggles to resist him because every time he touched her, every time she tried to resist the magic they shared, she lost. They both came out the victor but, frustratingly, no matter how many nights he held her in his arms and made her delirious with desire, she still wouldn’t give him any information.
    They had spirited debates over meals and he was finding that he didn’t like to be away from her. He told his security team that he would do the interrogations, but he was starting to suspect that he simply enjoyed debating with her.
    “But she hasn’t revealed what she sold or to whom,” Jabril stated, not asking. If any information had been obtained, Jabril knew that his cousin would have relayed it already.
    “Perhaps I can be of assistance,” Jabril offered, smiling gently when his wife Laila walked up to him. His arm automatically went around her waist, holding her