Her Dad's Boss: A Billionaire Boss Obsession
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I nod. “It is a good idea. One worth considering. Well done, Dom.”
She beams and I’d do anything to keep that look on her face all the time. “Thank you. I have data and ideas if you’d like to take a look at them. We can create a game plan and have things moving sooner than you think.”
“Wonderful. Get a meeting set up and we’ll discuss things.” My phone pings for the hundredth time this hour. I ignore it.
Dom raises an eyebrow. “Already done. We have a meeting at nine am next Monday.”
As if that wasn’t bold enough, Dom turns on her heel and walks away without waiting for me to respond. I stare after her, my gaze traveling down her back to her swaying hips and straight to the seams traveling up the back of her tights. Tights I just know are held up by garters.
Dom’s sexuality is a power play, a way to control the people around her. It’s the same reason I keep my suits impeccably tailored, my hair gelled to perfection, and just the right amount of five o’clock shadow peppering my face. Everything in this world comes down to sex. Except sex. That’s all about power.
I’ve built my whole world around that idea. Obviously, Domino has, too.
The two of us will be explosive together.
Denying myself the things I want is against my nature. The fact that I’ve wanted Dom for three years and not done anything about it confounds me. It’s time to put my worries about work and scandal aside. Life gets boring when you play by the rules.
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