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"I want you... so bad," she called out on a breathy whimper.

It had only been a couple of days since the last time he’d taken her, but tonight was the first time he’d fuck her. This time, he felt nothing.

Just a dull numbness in his heart and anger around his chest.

"How bad?" he asked her on a raspy groan that reminded him how fucking bad he wanted her too.

“So bad, baby... I can’t do without—"

Before she finished her sentence, he sank balls deep into her tightness, entering with a sharp jerk she hadn’t expected. Fuck, she felt so fucking good, so tight and wet around him.

She gripped fistfuls of the bedsheets as he pounded into her, her face now buried into the mattress. He was relentless. One hand dug dull fingernails into her hips while the other anchored her to him from the nape of her neck. He claimed and reclaimed every inch of her, making sure she came for him a few times before he threw her away. Both were sure to leave a mark that would last longer than ever. Good.

Soon, the fused scent of their sweat and her arousal, and the sound of her screams and their slick skin slapping together overtook all his thoughts. Pleasure rolled through him as he fucked her and his rage into oblivion. And when he was done, he climbed off of her, cleaned up in the bathroom, rolled on another condom, and started again.

She wouldn’t be able to shake the memory of tonight once he was done with her. She’d be fucking ruined. And after that, when she realized what she lost, she'd be gutted.

Like she’d done to him.

15

Julianna

Here we are again,Julianna thought as she took the chair next to her father.

The Montrose team was already seated and ready to go. She glanced at Roman, but he was staring at a spot on the floor, pointedly ignoring her. Michael glanced her way, aloofness written all over his face.

“Good morning, ladies and gentlemen,” Edgar Templeton said as he strode into the boardroom.

They were back at the same luxury hotel where they’d met several days earlier, in the same boardroom and it appeared even the same staff were available, offering coffee and croissants to anybody who might be hungry. Julianna accepted the offer of coffee but her nerves were strung too tight for her to eat anything.

She wished Roman would look at her.

She also sort of wished she’d not simply climbed into the cab after the elevator incident the other day. She wasn’t a fool. She’d known the instant she arrived at his place that he was angry. Hell, he was practically strumming with it. He’d brought her over to toy with her, to fuck her, and when he’d snarled about howfunit had been, she’d felt disappointment and yet she found she couldn’t exactly blame him for throwing her words back into her face.

And she missed him.

How could she miss somebody she’d only spoken with a handful of times?

She didn’t know, but it was the truth of it and that was a huge part of why nerves were dancing around inside her belly.

She missed the stupid jerk.

“Your coffee, ma’am.”

The voice from just behind her caught her off guard and she almost knocked the steaming brew out of the woman’s hand as she turned around. “Ah, sorry. My mind was wandering,” she said, forcing a smile. She glanced at the woman’s name tag. “My apologies, Sally.”

“Of course. No trouble.” Sally offered cream and sugar, then finished up her rounds of the room before discreetly exiting.

Once she was gone, Templeton rose from his seat at the head of the table.

“Let’s cut right to the chase.” He braced his hands on the surface of the dark, mahogany surface and looked from Julianna and her father over to Roman and Michael Montrose. “I’ve reviewed the bids and I’ll be blunt. They aren’t even close to the actual worth of the prototype and the mines.”

Julianna sensed her father’s surprise.

Because of where she was sitting, she could see the faint reaction Roman had before he hid it. She probably wouldn’t have noticed it before she’d spent time with him, but now, seeing the fine tightening around his eyes and mouth was as clear as night and day to her. His father’s face remained unreadable, but she had no doubt that Michael wasn’t pleased either.

“The practical aspects of the prototype you both had a chance to study…” Edgar spread his hands wide and shook his head. “Just from those alone, you stand to increase your company’s net worth exponentially. I won’t bother to ask if your teams ran the appropriate tests. I’m sure you did.”