Complicated Ties (The Ties Trilogy (A Contemporary Erotic Romance Novel))

Complicated Ties (The Ties Trilogy (A Contemporary Erotic Romance Novel)) Read Free

Book: Complicated Ties (The Ties Trilogy (A Contemporary Erotic Romance Novel)) Read Free
Author: J.A. Roberts-Parkes
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glass having some sort of meeting. They stopped talking and I could see one of the men walk into another room. A door  opened and heard footsteps behind me, when they came to a halt I continued to listen, although I knew I shouldn't of.
     
    “You still on for lunch tomorrow Carl?” his voice muffled behind me.
    “Yeah..usual table at Puccini’s, I’ll get Miss Grainger to organize it...the one with the rack and cute butt”,
    “You mean the one you took to your cabin in Catalina?” he laughed.
    “Yeah.. That Miss Grainger!, and I’ll get our usual table..my expense account is going to love me” the other man replied sounding pleased with himself.
    His footsteps continued as he came into view and headed for the elevator, he was handsome, movie star handsome, his confident walk had me follow him with my eyes. He was over 6ft tall, dressed in a blue suit and a gray shirt. He glanced at me and smiled as the doors to the lift opened and he stepped in. He continued to look at me as the doors closed and he made his decent down to the lobby. I did wonder who he was, but had more important things to think about. My train of thought was interrupted by Kai.
    “You can go in now Miss White”,
    “Thanks” I replied standing up and heading across the hall towards a black door, that the blue suited man had come from.
     
     
     
    Walking into what can only be described as a large office that comprised of an oval gray marble table that had wooden legs underneath it. A white Oberman office chair was behind it. One of those smart televisions adorned the wall to the left with CNN on but no sound could be heard and a white leather sofa on the opposite side. Various pieces of modern art were dotted over the walls, I could of sworn The three musicians were hanging above the conference table, whoever Mr Ace was he enjoyed art.
     
    Seeing several other black doors set into the wall in front of me I Glanced out of the window and looked at the street below with cars passing by when I heard someone behind me. Turning around quickly and saw an impeccably dressed man ‘ God he was good looking ’ the single thought popped into my head. The man had short cropped blonde hair and hazel eyes framed a lightly tanned face that was smiling as he came closer. Seeing his finely pressed trousers and highly polished shoes as he stood in front of me. The smell of citrus and cigars filled my nostrils as he began to speak.
     
    “Miss White I presume?” he asked his voice firm and polite at the same time, his hand reaching out to shake mine, I took hold of his hand and felt the rush of electricity flow through my hand and arm it was like touching a De-Graaff generator and feeling the static send chills down my body.
    “Would you follow me please” he said as we walked towards a black door,  he led me into a conference room and I sat down and he occupied the seat next to me, he crossed his legs and made himself more comfortable.
    I could feel the saliva build up in my mouth as I looked at him, every part of his immaculate form.
    I glanced around the conference table and saw a recessed button, but didn't want to ask of its function; the paperwork was in several neat piles next to it, I could feel Mr Ace stare at me, I felt like a schoolgirl with a crush on their teacher, my cheeks filling with heat.
     
    “Would you like something to drink Miss White?” he asked reaching his arm behind me to place it along the top of the couch.
     
    “Earl Grey if you have it Mr Ace” I replied trying not to stare at him.
    “Please call me Daniel, everyone else does”, his perfectly manicured hand reaching across the table as he pushed the button that I didn't know what it is was for.
    “Two Earl Greys please, usual condiments” he said into thin air. The speakers must have been obscured.
    “So what brings you here then Miss White?” he demanded, shifting himself to make himself more comfortable.
    “I have plans to make my own Veterinarian Clinic on a

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