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HANDSOME SCOUNDREL

An ambitious intern. A perfectionist executive. And a whole lot of name-calling. Discover the story of Emily Brown and Robert Ramirez - and just how they got under each other's skin. Emily Brown is intelligent, hardworking, and days away from finishing her MBA. She has a dream job at a top-tier consulting firm and a terrific apartment in New York City. The only problem? She doesn't like her boss, who happens to be a gorgeous, infuriating man. Robert Ramirez is blunt, demanding, and always gets what he wants. And what he wants is his brilliant assistant - Emily. She's excellent at her job and surpasses his every expectation. So why can't he stop thinking about her? When their friction reaches its boiling point, Robert and Emily are forced to confront their complicated feelings for each other, and the result is a deliciously erotic office romance that neither of them can resist. As they explore their mutual desire, they uncover secrets about themselves and their pasts and learn that love can be messy, complicated, and downright beautiful. Told in alternating perspectives between Emily and Robert, Handsome Scoundrel is a steamy, provocative, and thoroughly addictive novel that will leave you begging for more.

Rachelharris · Urban
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71 Chs

CHAPTER 34

The room was completely black, with just the moon overhead and the dim light coming from the bathroom gap. My hands searched for the last barrier between us as she walked up to the bed and touched it with her knees. My mouth followed a trail from her lips to her neck, breasts, and body. Kisses that were soft and nibbling traveled over her stomach until they touched the hidden lace that hid her shape.

I stooped to the ground in front of her and looked into her eyes when I saw that her hands were tangled in my untidy, moist hair. I gently grabbed a satin ribbon and tugged while seeing it float off her hip. She looked perplexed for a few second as I made the same move down the lace's edge, letting the cloth flutter away and revealing her to me. I hadn't torn her clothes, but it was obvious I wanted these things for myself.

She laughed, as if she knew what I was trying to do.

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