PROLOGUE
"Tell me what you want baby." He whispered softly into my ears.
I couldn't open my eyes as I bit my lips to stop the moan from escaping my throat. It was utterly embarrassing.
"I know what you want Logan, but I want you to say it." His playful voice teased as he nibbled on my earlobes while his fingers gently caressed my nipples.
Why do I need to say it. I would rather die than say such embarrassing things out loud.
He licked down from my ears to my throat as his wet tongue settled on my Adam apple. In this moment, I couldn't hold back my moan as my toes curled up on the bed.
"Ah Gavin! Yes!" I moaned shamelessly and I could feel him smirking without having to meet his eyes.
"Say it. Tell me what you want me to do to you. I want to hear it little bunny." He teased once more and I felt like my hard dick could explode any moment from now from all the teasing he was doing to my body.
"Fuck you Gavin!" I cussed in rage and he bit my neck, causing me to wince in pain before using his tongue to sooth the ache on my neck.
"Of course," he smirked. "But I'm going to be the one pounding you roughly." I looked up to meet his lustful gaze as my heart raced with desires to be claimed by this big bad wolf.
"Fuck me!" I whispered, embarrassment clear in my voice .
"No, no baby. I can't hear you."
I bit my lips before raising my voice again. "Fucking hell! I said fuck me Gavin! For fucks sake!"
I couldn't believe the words coming out of my mouth. That I would ask Gavin Slade, my archenemy to fuck me. The very person who has done all sorts of things to embarrass me and make sure I remained a completely useless toy in his hands to play with. I must be utterly crazy to desire such things with this bastard.
~ LOGAN'S POV ~
I slammed my fist hard on the desk. "Can't they see I'm busy?" I growled.
My phone rang again. I hissed frustrated as I picked up the call.
"Mr Logan Pierce, it's Jenkins from Goldrim. We're withdrawing our investment. The rumors about your company's financial troubles are quite ...alarming."
I rubbed my temples. "Mr Jenkins, I assure you, we're stable. This is just a minor setback."
He snorted. "Minor setback? Mr Logan, your company's on the verge of bankruptcy. We can't afford to take the risk."
I felt a cold sweat trickle down my spine. "Please reconsider...we have been partners since the time of my mother. You can't ...."
"I'm really sorry Mr Logan, but this is business. Goodbye."
"Mr.......oh fuck! He hung up." I hissed angrily. That's the seventh one today.
There was a knock on the door and Peter, my secretary came in.
"What is it, Peter?" I said curtly, because I cannot afford another bad news.
Peter's expression was grim. "The reporters are swarming outside the building. They're asking about the investigation and the company's financial troubles."
My mind reeled, but I maintained composure. "Get someone to handle them." I waved it off, but he still stood like he had more to say. "And?" I asked him.
"Most of the employees are submitting their resignation letters. They're scared Mr Logan."
I felt like I'd been punched in the gut. Why was this happening now?
I looked at Peter. "Get me the head of our financial department. Now!"
Peter nodded and hurried out.
I paced round the room. This had to be some kind of mistake. There's no way we are completely broke. It can't be.
My phone rang again, but I ignored it. Peter returned with a nervous looking man.
"Mr Logan, this is Mr Thompson, our financial head."