Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 95311 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 477(@200wpm)___ 381(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95311 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 477(@200wpm)___ 381(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
She dropped his coffee on his desk, taking comfort at his usual grunt of appreciation and no further discussion. Maybe she was making a bigger deal out of everything than she needed to. Hopefully EM had had a few more drinks (of straight whiskey, she had learned) after she had left and he only had a foggy recollection of the whole thing.
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Elliott had stormed into his office in a foul mood. Dan had been late to court and dragged out every dirty thing she could think of to pin on him. Her father had provided her with their company's law firm and they were just as big of sharks as his own. Her favorite new tactic was calling him out on infidelity despite her own extensive list of lovers during their short marriage. She even had the audacity to bring in examples of the night of the party and how he had danced with another woman. Everyone dismissed the idea, dancing wasn't cheating. But it wasn't helping his case any either.
She wanted to rake him over the coals for money. There was no doubt that had always been her motive. She had been in search of a rich husband and when she somehow managed to rope him in, she showed her true colors. And when he wouldn't stand for her nonsense and filed for divorce, she decided to fight him tooth and nail despite only having been together for a few months. Dan had an easy motive. Elliott had done business with her father since almost the birth of EM Corporation and Elliott probably knew him better than his daughter did. He was a self-made man from a very poor background who had worked very hard to bring himself up in society. He also had a tight fist on his finances. There was always that worry of losing it all. It was a feeling Elliott understood all too well. As such, Dan was only allotted a certain amount of money every month. And while Elliott wasn't sure of the exact amount, he was certain it was more than enough to provide her with a very nice lifestyle. But for Dan, it was just never enough.
He sat down at his desk and waited for Hannah to pop her head in and drop off the coffee he needed so desperately. He heard her shuffling around in her office. He waited ten, fifteen minutes. And she didn't come. It wasn't like her to slack off. There was no doubt in his mind that she had heard him come in. He certainly hadn't been quiet. It was even harder for him to wrap his mind around the idea that she was deliberately not bringing his coffee.
Finally, he punched his thumb down on the intercom button and practically growled his demand into it.
She came in less than two minutes later and placed his mug on the desk while simultaneously grabbing his pile of paperwork and scurrying back into her office. She hadn't even looked him in the eye.
For the first time in hours, he felt his anger deflate a bit. Maybe she was having some feelings about the party at his house. He shouldn't have danced with her. He should have made sure that one of his drunk and idiotic guests hadn't upset her. Hell, he probably just shouldn't have insisted she be there at all. And there was no way he could bring up the topic that wouldn't be embarrassing for the both of them.
With a sigh of a long-suffering man, he set his mind to his work for the day. Only it was a task much easier said than done. His mind kept wandering back to seeing Hannah walk into his office after her impressively long bath. She had been absolutely stunning. More beautiful than he could express in that pink dress. And with her hair down. To her waist. He had known it was long but hadn't realized just how long. There was just something incredibly sexy about long, sleek hair that made your hands itch to run their fingers through it.
And the feel of her soft body pressed up against him as they danced.
And how much more easily she connected with James. It had been a bone of contention between the two brothers since they were teenagers. While women flocked to him, he never found it as easy to connect with them. Then there was James who could make any female eight to eighty-eight giggle within five minutes of talking to them.
Why he wanted to have easier conversations with his assistant was another issue. He wasn't supposed to go there. She was too valuable to him in the office to be constantly fantasizing about getting her into his bed.
Hannah had worked nonstop since she got into the office. A text chimed on her phone, and when she checked it, she realized it was already well after seven at night. Her stomach growled angrily and her eyes hurt from squinting at her computer screen. She was going to need glasses in less than a year if she wasn't careful.