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Blurb:
Mary Blakely has no recollection of how she ended up with a whip-wielding stranger in a hotel room she doesn’t recognize. What she does know is that she cannot seem to resist the gorgeous man’s orders. In fact, Mary is sinfully attracted to him and at his mercy—she’s trying to remember why that’s a bad thing.
Axel Remington has wanted Mary since he was a teenager. But as a poor maid’s son, Axel didn’t have anything to offer the rich and gorgeous Mary Blakely. He’s older now, and a whole lot richer. Finally, he has the headstrong woman right where he wants her. Once he’s had his fill of her he’ll walk away and never look back.
Or so that was the plan. The instant his mouth touches hers, Axel learns just how hard it’s going to be let Mary go.
Excerpt:
She’d
tracked him down like a freaking stalker. It was degrading and pathetic the
lengths a woman would go for love.
“Damn.
It was so much easier being a spoiled, selfish bitch,” she mused aloud, as she
stared at the office building.
Laurey
Technologies. Laurey. The name of the pond they’d skinny-dipped in. She found
that curiously romantic, but she refused to read too much into it. It could be
a simple coincidence. Mary wasn’t sure if Axel owned the company or was just an
employee. It didn’t matter. His station in life was of little importance. She
only cared about the man himself.
He
was in there somewhere. Doing what, she still wasn’t sure. It was all a
mystery. She could care less, to be honest. All she wanted was to see Axel.
It’d
been two months since she’d walked out on him in Sun City. Since that time,
she’d gotten a secretarial job at a car insurance company. A friend had
recommended it. She was on the bottom of the totem pole, but at least she was on the totem pole. She also had a car. A
car she was paying for. It wasn’t anything to write home about, but it was
hers. The best part was paying for her condo. No more relying on mommy and
daddy. No more flying all over the world. She was settled. Well, as settled as
she’d ever be. No girl wanted to be completely rid of adventure.
Which
brought her back to Axel.
She
checked her makeup and hair one more time. Glad to see the humid heat hadn’t
frizzed her long red locks too badly. Thank God for mousse. Her outfit wasn’t
anything special, but it was the cutest thing she owned. A floral sundress with
spaghetti straps and a flirty skirt that sat just above the knee. Slip on white
sandals and she was complete.
The
first month with no money forced Mary to sell a bunch of her clothes to a
consignment shop to pay the rent. It had been humiliating to realize she had
nothing to show for her life, save for some pretty outfits and nice jewelry.
Her
mother had balked, wanting her to keep the clothes. She’d told Mary that by
getting the job, it was enough for her to see she was trying. Mary wouldn’t
hear of it. If she was going to finally own up to her life, she needed to do it
right. So, some of the clothes were sold and some jewelry too. She’d made her
second month’s rent on her own, without selling anything. There was one last
thing left to do.
Find
Axel.
It
hadn’t taken long to locate him. New York City, New York. She’d printed out
directions using an internet map site, then asked her boss for a few personal
days. She decided to take Friday and Monday off. That gave her enough time to
drive to New York, profess her love, and hope he hadn’t already moved on to
someone else. Someone with a little less baggage.
“Ready
or not, here I come,” she mumbled and left the Ford Escort behind.
She
walked with her back straight and head high to the front doors of the huge
building. She was relieved to see the air was cooler inside. August weather in
New York was a bitch.
She
strode right up to the receptionist and tapped on the desk to get the girl’s
attention off her instant messenger.
“Can
I help you?”
“I
was hoping,” Mary said with a pleasant smile that belied her fluttery stomach.
“Could you tell me where Axel Remington is, please?” She’d even said please.
Quite the improvement if she did say so herself.
“He’s
in a meeting right now. Is he expecting you?”
Mary
laughed, drawing the attention of several men who stood around in the lobby. “I
doubt it, sweetie, but if you’ll tell me which floor I’d like to surprise him.”
She winked at the younger woman, which earned her a gum-smacking conspiratorial
grin in return.
“He’s
on floor twenty-two, suite sixty-nine.”
Sixty-nine.
Now why did that not surprise her? She thanked the girl and walked to the
elevator. When the door dinged, Mary stepped inside. The two other men in the
elevator came to attention at her presence, standing a little straighter and
smiling flirtatiously. Both pairs of male eyes roamed over her figure. Mary
rolled her eyes and pushed the button for Axel’s floor. When the doors opened,
she was only too relieved to escape the two barracudas.
She
looked around and spotted a sign that indicated suite nineteen was to the
right. She went to the right. Two doors down, she found what she was looking
for. Mary shored up her courage, flung open the door, and stepped inside.
The
room fell silent so fast one would have thought she was about to announce a
hostage situation. What appeared to be at least fifty men in business suits
turned and stared. Some of their mouths gapped open. Some lewdly gave her body
the once over. She didn’t see Axel anywhere and she was the only woman in the
room. Eww.
“Uh,
excuse me, I think I’ve got the wrong office,” she quickly apologized. Mary
started to back out of the room when she saw Axel come to his feet. He was at
the head of the oval table and he looked positively edible in his black Armani.
His forever-rumpled black hair and piercing blue eyes gave him a devilish air.
He towered over the other men in the room and put every single one of them to
shame with his sheer size and masculinity. They looked like little boys next to
him. God, she wanted him.
“You’ve
got the right room,” he said, his voice a whip of command. “The meeting’s over
for today. We’ll reschedule.”
The
mass of men filed quietly out of the room, some sparing her a glance of sorrow,
some merely curious. She gulped when she looked back up at Axel and saw his
expression. He wasn’t angry. He was livid. Cold fury radiated off him. She felt
it even from a distance.
She
straightened her spine and closed the door behind her. “Hi,” she mumbled.
He
moved around the end of the table, slowly coming toward her as if approaching a
wild tiger. “Mary,” he growled. Only her name and she melted.
He
had a kind of power over her and it frightened her. Not enough that she would
run away. Not ever again. Her future may still be uncertain, but she would meet
it head on. Axel just happened to be a very big part of it too.
She
hoped.
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