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Don't Fall For Mr. Hart Suspicions
"I lied to him," I groaned, hiding my face in my hands.Emily rubbed my back. "You are doing the right thing."My hands fell to my sides, and I looked at her with my misery-filled eyes. "So why do I feel so guilty?""Because you know that someone will get hurt in the end, but it doesn't change the fact that bringing in the authorities is the right thing to do," she assured me. "Supposedly, you find out that Caesar IS the killer. What do you think Aiden will do about it?"I exhaled through my clenched teeth. "He will try to cover it all up for the sake of the company. He almost told me he would do exactly that.""And could you live with that? Could you sit quietly knowing that someone responsible for Julienne's death walks freely and the only punishment he receives is taking away some of his toys?"Emily knew that I would never allow that to happen. Not after my brother's death, and not after... I didn't want any more injustice around me. Julienne's killer deserved to be properly punis
Don't Fall For Mr. Hart My Limits
I squeezed the documents in my hand. "I'm just doing my job, Mr. Hart," I said and gave him my best attempt at a smile. His eyes landed on the papers I held. "Show me the documents." He almost hung a meaningful "or else" on the final note. "These are copies of the documents the CEO needed," I explained, shifting my hand to my back. He inched closer and stretched his hand, aiming for my wrist. I stepped back and frowned at him. "Mr. Hart, I suggest you don't make things harder for me. I am working for your brother, and I answer to him alone." I studied his expression and found something frighteningly disturbing. His eyes were filled with darkness, while his lips twitched into an angry smile. Resisting a swallow, I stepped back. "Excuse me, I need to get back to work," I said and turned toward the elevator. He leaped forward and blocked my way. "You must realize that I practically own this company. Now, I will let you go as soon as you show me the documents you took from the archives
Don't Fall For Mr. Hart The Call
He kissed me. Fine, it wasn't a full-on, toe-curling French kiss, but a tender joining of his soft lips with mine. Yet I swear that the sole touch ignited every nerve within me. He kept his lips pressed for a couple of my frantic heartbeats before leaning back and smirking."That was absolutely inappropriate," he purred, his deep voice wrapping my body with wicked need. "I shouldn't be kissing my secretary in the corridor."I swallowed and nodded. "Probably not," I agreed, my voice barely above the whisper.He stepped back and locked his eyes on me. "Next time, I will wait until we're in my office." He gave me a full-dimple smile, turned around, and walked away while I stayed still with my mouth open and my mind completely blank.I wobbled back to my desk and waited until my liquid brain turned into a solid mass again. I wasn't imagining things. This wasn't a one-sided attraction. The kiss confirmed it, and so did the erection in his pants. Whatever it was, it was dangerous, and it wo
Don't Fall For Mr. Hart Mentally Prepared
The rest of the evening was a blur. I couldn't think. I could barely breathe, and all my sensitive parts were aching for attention. I needed someone who could disarm the pressure inside me, help me calm down, and reboot my brain. Unfortunately, Emily was still out of reach, and I could either use BOB—my Battery-Operated Boyfriend—or a cold shower. The latter won since my agitation quickly grew past the point where I could perform more complicated operations than entering the bathroom and turning on the water. I knew I should have transferred my attention elsewhere. I should have thought solely about the contracts signed by Caesar Hart and all issues related to them. I should have actively searched for other potential suspects and perhaps found out more about Caesar's most trusted ally in the company, Mr. Stone. But was I doing any of it? No! I kept my mind filled with images of Aiden, and how it felt when his lips touched mine. For the first time in four years, I felt wanted, and it f
Don't Fall For Mr. Hart Party Time
It was the first time that I saw Aiden sitting behind the wheel. I didn't think that any man in the world had the ability to turn me on just by driving a car, but as I watched Aiden effortlessly maneuver his Maserati, I felt waves of heat crashing against me like I was in the middle of a firestorm. Fearing that no amount of coverage could help me hide the blush on my cheeks, I used every breathing exercise I could think of… It backfired. I inhaled his scent, and after less than a minute, I started to believe that I was turning into a starved cavewoman, and he resembled a delicious piece of meat.This was bad. I kept my eyes glued to the side window, pretending to admire the view while I bit my lip so hard it almost bled. I stopped myself just in time. I wouldn't look good with a swollen lip, not to mention that I might have stained the cream leather upholstery… or the silk dress.I almost screamed when Aiden's hand moved from the gearstick and found mine, one fisted on my lap. "You're
Don't Fall For Mr. Hart Saved
I had always been a good swimmer—not a good diver, but a good swimmer. But all my skills turned out to be useless when I fell into the water, completely breathless. My instincts told me to move, but the pain radiating from my stomach and the lack of air efficiently took away my muscle power. If it wasn't bad enough, those multiple layers of silk in my skirt cocooned me, thoroughly blocking my vision. I panicked. I was desperate for air, but no matter how fiercely I tried, I couldn't reach the surface. Instinctively, I opened my mouth as if I was trying to suck the oxygen out of the surrounding water. My throat burned from the helpless struggle. I vaguely heard noises distorted by water. Someone screamed. My vision darkened, and then I thought how stupid it would be to die in the pool during a VIP party. Would someone write an article about it? Would they call me a drunken, idiotic, rich girl who fell into the pool and drowned because she got stuck between a ridiculous number of layers
Don't Fall For Mr. Hart Trouble
I wasn't sure what was in those pills I took, but I slept like a baby and woke up miraculously regenerated. By the time I opened my eyes, the fresh clothes—other than a swimsuit and a silk gown—were lying folded on the chair next to my bed. The whole suite seemed empty, and I was almost certain that Aiden left just to make me feel more comfortable.I crawled out of bed, covered myself in sheets, and slowly walked to the bathroom. I expected to see either a panda or a zombie in the mirror, but someone must have removed my makeup while I was unconscious. I made a mental note to find that person and thank her… or him, but now it was time to prepare myself to come back to the land of the living.I glanced at my stomach and saw a dark circle right beneath my sternum. It resembled the head of an alien, ready to pop out and blow my guts apart at any second. Either Mildred had practiced martial arts since she was a kid or she had been the luckiest drunken harpy on the planet, and I would have
Don't Fall For Mr. Hart Damage Control
That wasn't exactly how I imagined spending Saturday afternoon. I was in Aiden's office, staring at the laptop screen and desperately trying to control my rising panic. My moment of madness with Aiden in the Palais des Roses suite ended right after Logan's phone call. We packed and rushed back to New York City. Now I was sitting on the sofa with Logan beside me while Aiden stood by his desk, making his million-and-one call. The video of Aiden carrying me out of the pool was playing on the laptop's screen on repeat, and I just wished that someone had pinched me and woken me up from this nightmare.I wasn't sure what triggered Aiden's agitation, but I definitely knew why I was about to go frantic. My face was shown clearly in more than a few frames of this video, and of course, so was Aiden's. I couldn't have cared less if there had been only "civilians" who watched that damn clip. I wasn't a celebrity, and even if I had flashed my naked butt straight to the camera, I would have shrugge
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