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Are you ready for Mr. Wright?
She is his addiction—his misfit.
She has got under his skin, opened his heart and forced herself in.
Luke Wright sits under his father running a multinational company ‘Wrights Enterprisers’. Much to his frustration, he is called to sort out a department, forcing him to miss a trip to New York. However, when he walks in, he sees a young woman and becomes powerless, losing his morals, and begins breaking his own rules.
Can she be his Destiny?
Destiny Love is young and wants for nothing and is determined to make it in London. Things aren’t quite going to plan, though, and to top it off there’s a new bossman, meaning new rules. Will Mr. Wright give her a chance to prove herself?
Why can’t she stop fantasizing about him?
Warning: Destiny ends in a cliffhanger.
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“I
still need to speak with you,” he said, leaning across me to get a spoonful of
coffee.
“Yes.”
“The
sooner the better, Miss Love.”
I
was hypnotised by his presence, with thoughts from last night troubling me.
“Nice
view.”
I
instantly pulled the material together. He reached across me as I noticed his
Rolex Daytona in gold with a black leather strap watch.
“My
office, Miss Love,” he said, moving around me for the hot water, and then
poured a little milk in his mug, feeling his breath on my face.
“Of
course,” my voice broke, so small, if he heard me.
I
heard him inhale a deep breath, taking in my fruity aroma. “Cerruti 1881, by
Nino Cerruti, I believe?”
“Yes,
yes, it is,” I said, appreciating the fact he knew my fragrance.
“The
fresh, floral scent for such an incredible young woman, excellent choice.”
I
became lost in his entrapment of seduction, closing my eyes.
“My
office, Miss Love,” he reminded me, losing all sense of anything, lost in his
words, lost in his closeness.
“Shit.”
My mind and body went mental for him, eager to just reach out and have
him…explore him, rip away that suit and bare all, have our nude bodies pressed
erotically together.
I
hadn’t noticed he’d left my side, too lost drowning in him, the boss.
“Flipping
heck, Destiny, stop it.” I turned, looking at the office door, aware he was
behind it, waiting no doubt for me to go in and listen to whatever else he had
to say.
Come on, Destiny, get it over and
done with.
Standing
at his office door, I sucked in a deep breath and moved my hair from my face
that had fallen loose. I knocked, anxiously.
“Enter,”
his voice ordered.
I
stepped in with severe knots in my tummy. I grinned.
“Mr.
Wright.”
“Please
shut the door,” he informed me, sitting behind his desk, and leaned back
staring at me, watching my every move.
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