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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.

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CHAPTER 32

When he put his baggage in the trunk next to mine, I started to speak, but my focus rapidly went to watching the enticing sight of his back muscles contracting under his shirt. His well-made dress shirt caught my attention up close because of the faint gray pattern.

It was properly fashioned to highlight his wide shoulders and slim waist without having any extra fabric. His polished dark gray jeans were impeccable. With his fitted and dry-cleaned apparel making him enticing, it was obvious that he never bothered with menial duties like cleaning laundry. Who could blame him?

"Stop. Stop!" As he slammed the trunk shut, jolting me back to reality, I mentally berated myself. He patiently waited for me to enter before quietly locking my door when I gave him the keys and turned to go. I sarcastically said, "Yeah, you're a true gentleman."