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through
her clenched teeth. Tears of humiliation streamed down her
face.
    Asher took a handkerchief from the inside pocket of
his suit jacket and gently wiped the tears from her cheeks. He
cupped her cheeks in his palms and guided her face upward so she
had no choice but to look him in the eyes.
    “Listen to me. I would never hurt you. Please, hear
me out.”
    Mia tensed but shook her head in the affirmative.
     
     

Chapter Six
     
    Asher closed the door of the company limousine he’d
summoned for Mia. He watched in sadness as the car drove off into
the sea of taxicab yellow on Fifth Avenue. He’d pushed her too far
or maybe it was too fast. She’d listened to his pitch. The position
was hers but he had a request. She would need to be trained and he
wanted to be the man for the job. He even took her on a tour of the
Rose Room. The room he had reserved for what he hoped to be their
first evening of training. The Rose Room contained a large soaking
tub and a huge four-poster carved wood bed as he’d described to her
on Twitter. He had even had the silk restraints tied to the bed and
a silky crimson robe neatly folded on the pillow. He’d watched as
Mia walked up to the bed and fingered the material of the robe.
She’d picked up the restraint tie and let it run through her hand
and drop onto the mattress. He had been filled with promise as she
turned to him but instead of the small grin he’d expected to form
on her lips he’d seen fear in her eyes. She’d shaken her head and
whispered, “I’m sorry,” as she rushed out of the room.
    Asher replayed his actions in his head as he headed
back to his office. He slammed his office door and hit his fist on
his desk. What an ass . He scared her off. Not only did he
frightened her but he also looked like a stalker. God, what was his
life coming to? He was really fucked in the head. Why couldn’t he
have a plain vanilla relationship? These rare insecurities flooded
his mind as he packed his briefcase for the day. He was going to
have a quick drink to drown his sorrows at the SRE lounge before
retiring to his suite for the evening.
    “Bad day, boss?”
    “You can say that, Jake. Give me a double,
please.”
    Asher finished his drink when he heard the chime on
his phone indicating he’d received an email. He was about to ignore
it but instinctively glanced at the sender. It was a direct message
notification from Twitter. He quickly logged into his account from
his smart phone.
     
    Why are you pushing me?
     
    Damn it, Mia. I think we could be great
    together. I also think you would be
    great for SRE
     
    Is this just about SRE?
     
    Then it hit him. Why didn’t he see it before? She
thought he was using her for business. Fuck The Satin Rose
Experience. He wanted her. Period.
     
    No. SRE was a convenient
    way for me to get close to you.
     
    I want YOU. With or without SRE.
     
    Forgive me. I’m relationship challenged.
     
    I’m ready to play in the sandbox.
     
     

Chapter Seven
     
    Asher had one eye on his watch and the other on the
bank of elevators as he nursed his drink in the lounge. She was
late and a fleeting thought entered his mind that she’d had a
change of heart. Glancing back to the lobby, his breath hitched in
his throat when he saw her. His heart raced with anticipation when
he realized she’d followed his instructions perfectly. Her dark
hair hung loose down her back and ended in curls right above her
ass. It was the first time he had seen her without her hair tied in
a bun. She wore a short, fitted black dress and patent leather
platform stiletto pumps.
    He approached her, took her hand in his and brought
it to his lips. “You look amazing. I assume you followed all
instructions?”
    He slid his hand under her hair and grazed his
fingers down her back. His cock instantly swelled when he felt the
absence of undergarments. Yes, she’d followed his directions
exactly.
    “Would you like a drink?”
    “No. I’m ready for you.” Instead of