A Taste For Trouble

a soft, whispery voice, li

before. Apart from her attire, she looked young, innocent, fragile. Her ag

ing for me?" he asked in an

kind of question was that. Probably thinking he should know these things, but he wasn'

I interned in DD for a year until

ld are

tion was a forbidden question in the workplace,

, quickly adding, "I turn t

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k that? And why did it come

kwards, watching him warily as if she exp

s right now. Getting called to your office is like getting calle

e was cute. A downright sexy combination th

You were summoned here to be informed of your

ackwards, her eyes wi

r mouth at her outburst, and then she said

of his school-boy lusting. "May I ask what sane person tries to t

on a nightclub, I-I don't specialize in residenti

rking on a project this big. Which was both unfathomable and unacceptable. A desi

hing we look for in our designers. We don't hire inept idiots or cowards. Also, if I have called you to my office to speak to you in person-which

but

If you prefer a virtual tour of the building emailed to you instead, no problem. Seven days is all I'm giving you to create your designs. I n

me, her hands clasped under her

weren't endangered, Miss Robert

e said wi

shed your position here at The Royals' Realty. You also will not receive

ion embedded inside it, sitting proudly on his desk, used as a paperweight. Worry

I at least hav

e clipped, leaving no room fo

ned and slipped

e peculiar girl who was just standing in his office burned into his mind:

e attention, or it would blow. Leaning back in hi

young. Twenty-five. So why

other's fiancée. Even then, it wasn't this bad. No woman had ever rendere

e and shamelessly raped her with h

ighed. He needed to sort this shit out. A press o

I help you

ss's voice, but he hadn't the time

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till in." Will fake coughed whi

ind of man. He shit where he ate an

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Alice Roberts?" He could almost sens

e-wait, you're ac

en of fashion. We consult her

dress like a qu

rtainly a douchebag. So that

and shut the hell

nette, tall, shapeless figure, she wasn't anywhere near the angel's feathe

to see me,

desk and shot her a side-long glance

he's been able to overcome his surgery. S

h, I don't real

d, leaning forward to s

ing. He's on t

d straight to her purpose as he

ng I need you to t

hard and throbbing. Her pink tongue darted over her lips, and without another w

ed a satisfying sigh when Nor