thirty-five at a Fortune 500 company, she’s one of the two finalists
in line for a Managing Director position. Unfortunately, her rival of
fifteen years, the charming, infuriating Richard Boyd, is just as
qualified, and unlike her, he’s willing to cross pretty much every
line to get what he wants.
the most. That is, until she starts a steamy affair with sex god
Aidan, her direct report. Interoffice relationships with a
subordinate can mean the end of a career, and when Richard finds out,
it’s the perfect opportunity to take his high-heeled nemesis out,
especially since he’s still nursing a grudge against Tara for
rejecting him years ago.
domineering lover has his own dark secrets, endangering more than
just her career. As her liaison spirals out of control, salvation
will come from the man she always thought she hated, and perhaps the
only one to truly understand
My mouth dropped open at what I saw.
Colorful ink formed a tattoo of a snake that twisted around his arm. A tattoo. It started from the middle of his forearm and disappeared into the sleeve at his elbow.
Wait a minute. Tattoos were taboo, a part of a bad-boy image. Bad boys—at least not those whose badness was openly displayed in the form of body art—did not hold leadership jobs at Fortune 500 companies. I once knew a CEO and I wouldn’t mention his name, so as to not cause him any embarrassment, who flew to Bermuda to get his tattoo removed. It was a tiny image of a skull on his back and nobody would have found out that he had it, if only he weren’t planning a New Year’s Eve bash. Which, at the insistence of his girlfriend, was going to happen at a spa where all the guests would be in their bathing suits. Needless to say, the CEO had flown as far away from New York as possible to guarantee he wouldn’t run into anyone he knew and got rid of the forbidden skin art and his reputation was saved.
So, as we dug into our burritos, I kept glancing at his tattoo. Trying to imagine how high up his arm the snake ended. Would it be covering his entire bicep or end just above his elbow? Perhaps I was staring a little too openly, but the discovery was a bit too shocking.
has always seen Romance stories in everyday life. Well, maybe not
“everyday”, strictly speaking, unless you count spying on a
charismatic hedge fund manager ordinary, or touring across Turkey on
a quest to figure out the puzzle in the will of a deceived Turkish
woman as something you’d normally do, or even battling it out on the
executive floor with a decades-long nemesis who happens to be
standing in your way of achieving your life’s goals. One thing is
certain, though. Love will prevail (even if sometimes with the help
of steamy sex).
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