This man has the aura of a pervert.

He smells magnificent and looks appealing but...what's up with his eyes? They look weird--the color of his eyes looks strangely red...and catlike.

I didn't think before I opened my mouth and to be honest, I don't care. Rich guys always think they run the world because they're sitting on tons of cash and ladies are attracted to them.

And what is his reason for calling me up here anyway?

He leveled his strange ass eyes on me with shock. I'm guessing he wasn't expecting my tart response. I mentally shrugged, not my problem.

He straightened himself up and crossed his arms over his chest, his expression shifting from shock to amusement.

I can't deny that he has a sexy smirk.

"Whatever gave you the idea that I had any intentions of bedding you?" His tone was passive but I knew better. His pride is wounded.

I cocked my head to the side a bit and returned the smirk. "You think I'm green, don't you?"

His brows knitted together with a frown at my response. "Green?"

I sighed as I rolled my eyes at his obliviousness. "Stupid, young, foolish. Not smart enough to realize that you're an undercover lemon looking to mix up in some limes."

His frown deepened. "Your way of explaining things is rather perplexing."

"I wouldn't expect a cultured highly bred entrepreneur like you to understand a common slang." I retorted, highly irritated by his presence. "Anyway, why am I here?" I sighed exasperatingly.

"I cannot answer that for you. You walked through the doors of my building so only you have the answer to the question you're asking." He replied with a grin.

Why I oughta...

"You seem to know quite well given your instructions to send me up here. I'm here now, so what's the deal?" I stared him down, awaiting his response.

His eyes dilated causing it to look more elliptical, darkening a startling shade. His eyes were now crimson red. They glowed ominously, causing me to take a step back. What the hell is up with them?

He took a few slow steps towards me as I backed up against the door behind me. Suddenly the atmosphere was tense and heated as if hot steam clouded around the both of us.

My breathing picked up and I swallowed, licking my dry lips.

He was now standing in front of me, his body heat consuming me. Why is this room so freakishly hot? I felt like fanning myself.

I struggled to hold his smoldering stare that held me to the spot. He caged me with his hands placed at my sides. His lips parted as he leaned down and whispered into my ears.

"You know damn well why I summoned your sexy ass up here. Did you forget your bluntly spoken words? No, I'm not fucking you?" He mocked, burning my insides with anger.

I tried to control my trembling as I spat bitterly. "Well let me rephrase that, Go fuck yourself."

I shoved him away from me, well tried is the exact word because his body didn't budge a bit. His chest was like hard concrete beneath my palms.

I glared up at his wide smile as his body loomed over mine menacingly.

"If you don't remove yourself from in front of me, I'll bite that stupid mouth of yours and tear it from your face entirely." I threatened.

For some reason, my threat only served to amuse him further because the man chuckled as if this was some kind of joke.

"Good luck with that, I'm much stronger than I look."

He then moved away and retreated behind his desk, taking a seat, leaving me standing there as he focused his eyes intently on me.

I clenched my fists and glared at him, quaking in anger. "Fuck you Dick Almighty and I hope you choke off a chicken bone at a fancy restaurant someday."

I swiftly turned on my heel and exited the room, shutting the door harshly behind me.

His PA immediately rose as I left, her expression concerned. "Excuse me, sir!"

"Bitch, not now." I gritted in anger as I angrily stormed out of the area.

That man is infuriating!

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His dramatic exit only stirred my cock further.

I must have him, I truly must have him.

And I will.

I once again picked up the receiver of my telephone and began to dial Greg, my private investigator's number.

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