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Lily. You should have heard about my reputation by now. I
take and take and very rarely give. Take this opportunity as the
gift it is.”
    Yes, she’d heard about
his fierce reputation in the boardroom and the bedroom. The Beast
with his face like sin, he tempted everyone and everything. Oh, the
power and pleasure he could give. What would it feel like to be the
one to receive such pleasure? Lily gazed up into his handsome face,
struck again by the magnetic green of his eyes. She could sink into
their depths without a care in the world. His lips were firm but
Lily imagined they held the promise of pleasure and sweetness. The
pages in magazines and papers were always prepared to dish out the
latest kiss and story on Wayne and his current girlfriend. Wayne
was built, his muscles showing he didn’t spend all of his time
behind a desk.
    “That’s blackmail,” she
accused. Lily was trapped in a corner, no way to get out. Any other
person would tell their family to go fuck themselves after her
treatment, but she couldn’t do it couldn't leave her family high
and dry after everything.
    After all the insults
and years of torment, she still loved them.
    “It’s what I call life,
sweetheart. And sometimes we have to make decisions we don’t like,
so deal with it.” Wayne threw his hands up in the air and walked
away.
    “Can’t I have time to
decide? This is too much to take in.”
    “You’ve got until I
walk out of the room.”
    “But that’s too soon. I
need time to think.” Lily moved away and faced the shelves of
books. Useless material, her father didn’t even know what they
possessed.
    She jumped when Wayne’s
hands came down on her shoulders, spinning her around. He pressed
against her, trapping her between the wood and the hard length of
his body.
    “Life is full of hard
decisions and now is the time for you to make some, Lily. Will you
marry me and save your family along with this mausoleum, or will
you reject me and leave your family and yourself to rot?” Lily,
about to answer his question, got cut off by the position of his
lips on hers in a heart stopping first kiss. Lily gasped. Before
she could stop herself, Lily wrapped her arms around his neck and
gave herself over to his ownership. The way her life had been for
the last few years, she’d never dated many boys. Interaction of a
physical nature always consisted of a peck on the cheek or a brief
press of lips. Wayne wasn’t a boy but a man. Pure, dominant, and
masculine. Lily moaned as his tongue pressed against her lips,
seeking entrance. Without question, she opened and when her own
tongue met with his, she moaned. His taste erupted on her tongue,
coffee and mint exploded inside her mouth. Wayne pressed her up
against the shelves. His hands intertwined with hers and locked
them above her head.
    Lily cried out when he
moved away, and his lips travelled down to her neck. He bit into
the delicate, sensitive flesh between her ear and collarbone. Heat
pooled at her centre, her panties soaked with cream. She screamed
as his hand landed at the apex of her thighs through her simple
dress.
    “You’re so fucking
wet,” he said, and the noise only served to drive her arousal
higher.
    Taking her lips again,
he kissed her, and his hand explored between her legs. Lily knew
she should stop his exploration but the part of her that had laid
dormant for so many years was awakening. It called out to her to
let him do whatever the hell he wanted.
    He pulled her summer
dress out of the way. She opened her legs, inviting him in, and he
pushed aside her flimsy panties. Now Lily truly knew what it was
like to have a man between her thighs. His touch burned every part,
and she could do nothing but stare into his eyes. One hand still
trapped her own above her head, stopping her from moving away from
him. She should find her voice and scream at him to back down and
leave her alone, but Lily knew she wanted his touch more than she
wanted to take her next