You Are Mine, I'm Yours

Emmy Johnson is quite good for the protagonist, she was hit with Trauma by her enigmatic past, and she has few memories of her mother. A drastic change in her life as she stepped into her boss' office as the new p.a. who knew it would be best or worst. What happens when the innocent meets the tainted, Will she be able to withstand the beast that lies within the handsome, smart yet devilish boss? Meeting his opposite and an androphobic lady, it was worth the chase—as James Thomson loves to call her every time—and wants to spend time. Now the past was quite a destruction for the future, having her past life leaked out, a hard blow to James, his company and hopeless Emmy.

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Are You Crazy, James Thomson

And making me feel tired.

"Know what?" he asked.

"What I like to drink? What Trey's name is?"

He inhaled deeply, and then pulled away. Setting his drink down, he shifted on the sofa and drew a knee up onto the cushion between us so that he faced me directly.

His arm once again draped over the sofa back, his fingertips drawing circles on the curve of my shoulder. "You visited another of my clubs earlier. Your credit card popped and your drinks were recorded.

The room spun. No way…My cell phone. My credit card. My fucking apartment. I couldn't breathe. Between my father and James Thomson, I felt claustrophobic.

"Emmy. Jesus. You're white as a ghost." He shoved a glass into my hand. "Drink."

It was the Stoli and cranberry. I pounded it, draining the tumbler. My stomach churned for a moment, then settled. "You own the building I live in?" I gasped.

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