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face and a smoking hot
body.
    She felt her mouth go dry as she considered
her response. Another first from a client.
    Jason Demovic waited for her approval and his
gaze felt like a hot midday sun beating down on her. She was used
to all kinds of pressure as a responsible adult and as a
psychotherapist, but business world financial negotiations were
outside of her comfort zone. One hundred thousand dollars was a lot
of money and would enable her to do a lot of good, but for sure the
ethics committee wouldn't see it that way.
    "I'm sorry Mr. Demovic, but I'm afraid it
doesn't work like that. How about you explain to me why the board
thinks you need to see a therapist? I think that might be a good
starting point for our session today."
    "I don't have time for this." He said
shortly. "I run a multi-billion dollar company so every minute of
the day counts and I absolutely have no need for any kind of
psychotherapy."
    "If you don't have time for any of this then
why the silly game? Why even come here to see me? And for goodness
sake, why try to flirt with me?"
    Jason watched her, considered her. She had
refused his offer, which he didn’t like, and she had rebutted his
attempts at flirtation. On the other hand, she was tilting her head
ever so slightly to the left as she waited for him to speak and
watching him with rapt attention through her nerdy glasses. All of
this he liked very much indeed.
    He liked it enough that his cock began to
stiffen under the thick fabric of his hand cut, tailor made
business suit.
    He had taken in every detail of her office in
a moment. Her credentials with Harvard and Stanford he had known
about already but her appreciation of Fernanda Salazar had been
unexpected. His attraction to her had been unexpected as well. She
wasn't his usual type but there was something about her he knew he
really wanted. He had chosen her because he knew she was a young,
inexperienced therapist in trouble both professionally and
financially. He had counted on her being a push over and easy to
manipulate, but that seemed to be backfiring.
    Her resistance to him was annoying, but
somehow it only made him want to fuck her even more than he had
wanted to when he first laid eyes on her.
    That buttoned up little outfit.
    That miss prim hair bun and the serious
glasses hiding the sensuous, beautiful girl underneath.
    You want to play hardball little lady? You
don’t know who you're dealing with.
    He smiled.
    "I'm here because of the board Dr. Price." He
paused. "But I'm flirting with you because I like you."
    "I'm flattered Mr. Demovic but unfortunately
that complicates our relationship."
    "We don’t have a relationship Dr. Price--not
yet--and don’t make the mistake of thinking that just because I
like you that I'm going to let that get in the way of my goals. I'm
here to achieve an outcome and one way or the other it's going to
happen, with or without your compliance. But trust me, your
compliance will make things go a lot smoother, a lot quicker and
will work very, very much to our mutual satisfaction."
    Mutual satisfaction. The words echoed
in Melissa's mind.
    "Am I right in thinking you are trying to
intimidate me Mr. Demovic?"
    "An offer of one hundred thousand dollars per
year is hardly a threat. However, I should warn you that I will
only make the offer once. If you refuse it then there's no going
back. If it's a question of the amount then there is room for
negotiation. I'd be willing to go to one hundred and fifty thousand
dollars per annum if that will change your mind, but that's my
final offer."
    One hundred and fifty thousand
dollars… It was more money than Melissa had ever considered in
her whole life.
    She took another deep breath but then shook
her head slowly.
    "It's not a question of the amount Mr.
Demovic, it's a question of ethics. I can't accept that money in
exchange for lying about your therapy."
    "Ethics, Dr. Price?"
    His inflection made her uncomfortable, as
though he knew more about her than he was