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He’s in a gilded prison.
Alex Argiros looks like he owns the board room, yet he’d trade his bespoke suits for scrubs in the blink of an eye. But he’ll be damned if he plays into the hands of his nemesis before securing his late father’s legacy. About to seal the deal that will finally set him free, the last thing he needs is a new, fresh-out-of-college PA. Especially one that feeds his associates with home-made pies and his mind with wild, wicked thoughts.
She’s on a mission.
Monica Mitchell has come to Athens, Greece, with a single goal: to prove to her childhood crush that her adult self has grown out of the habit of flashing her underwear and looking like a zombie flick castoff…in public.
The catch? She has to hide who she is.
Easy as pie. The demure PA looks nothing like the red-haired disaster magnet Alex once knew. Still, their explosive chemistry soon leads to bone-melting passion. But when her family pulls the rug from under Alex’s feet again, she knows she has to come clean or face his devastating wrath.
She knows but needs just a little longer to savor his searing kisses…
Of course, he would be here, Monica thought as she slowly rose to her feet, holding his piercing gaze. It wasn’t twelve o’clock yet. The day wasn’t over. In the next hour, she could see him turn into a frog and still not bat an eyelid.
No, that’s two different fairy tales.
Alex just stood there and stared at her. “Did you send those faxes?” he grated.
Monica rolled her eyes. Him and his faxes. “I did send the faxes,” she said in carefully spaced words. “And who uses faxes nowadays, anyway?” She took a swig from her bottle, her eyes on him.
His frown was so deep, his brows almost touched.
Oh, this is fun.
On her way there, her anger had dissipated. Things had been moving too fast. She’d been working for him for just two weeks. How could she expect him to sort out his feelings when in just a couple of hours, she turned from the prim PA to a naked tease? Okay, she hadn’t done it on purpose, but still…
Without warning, Alex took hold of her arm and dragged her to a corner where the din from the street was not so loud.
“Listen, Monica,” he rasped, “I was with a woman just before.”
Patience, she reminded herself, squelching the flutter of disappointment that dared mess with the good place she was in. She arched her brows expectantly as she did when she took dictation from him.
He yanked her arm. “Dammit, didn’t you hear me? I was with a woman.”
Extracting her arm from his grip, she gave him a sweet smile. “How can I help you with that?”
“You helped a great deal,” he hissed, “with your antics in the swimming pool and … after.”
“I’m sorry, I see no connection.”
Alex’s eyes darted to the street and he leaned closer. “I intended to be with that woman, tonight, but I … couldn’t, thanks to you.”
Goosebumps covered her as a strong feeling of possessiveness took over her.
Monica, one; other woman, zero.
“Should I feel sorry about that?”
Alex’s dark gaze lost some of its fire. “No, of course not. In fact, I’m the one who should apologize…” He run his hand over his hair. “However, it can’t happen between us.”
Although prepared, her heart sank.
“Dammit, not as long as you work for me.” His eyes softened and his hard grip on her shoulder became an intimate squeeze. “But if the deal with Roe is sealed, I will leave the company and then…” Raising his hands, he ran his fingers through her hair, fanning it out.
Monica’s breath caught in her throat. What was he saying? Was he actually admitting that he wanted them to be together?
His face hardened again, and he let his hands fall to his sides. “But until then, I’m your boss and you’re my assistant. No more … getting naked in my pool.”
Monica nodded and bit her lower lip, trying not to smile. He had all but said it. Well, that was as close an admittance as she would get for the time being. Because when the deal was sealed…
“Tomorrow, I’ll fly to London. I might as well be there, since Roe might come up with all sorts of delays again. And I can’t afford to have any more delays.” With a sigh, he cupped her chin and his thumb caressed her lower lip.
“I could always send him some of my orgasmic pie—” she ventured, aware that it was her beer-boosted nerve speaking.
Alex’s eyes darkened, and she could see the juggler’s fire reflected in their depths. Leaning down, he brought his lips a hairbreadth away from hers.
“Let me go home, little siren,” he said, his hot whiskey-smelling breath warming her already flushed face. “Otherwise, you’ll tempt me to follow you and then, believe me, I’ll show you what orgasmic truly means.” He snatched the beer bottle from her, took a long swig, handed it back and took off.
Monica swayed. She didn’t dare turn to watch him leave. She just stared at the bottle in her hand. Slowly, she brought it to her lips and licked its rim. That would be the last of Alex’s delicious DNA she’d sample for at least a week.
Oh, if pies could make Donald Roe sign the damn deal quicker, she would roll out enough phyllo to pave the road to London.
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