— You’re too trusting if you think these guys will obey you the same way you’re used to commanding office clerks—he stared at me with a hard look, shamelessly appraising me from head to toe.
— But you do obey, — I smirked and settled on the edge of the desk, crossing my legs. — And you’ll end up right by my feet, and you’ll be fed from my hand.
The man tensed instantly, and a second later I was pinned to the desk by his body.
— Who do you think you are? — he growled directly into my lips.
— The boss, — I answered just as calmly, even though inside everything trembled with anticipation of something truly hot.
***
I had to give up an excellent salary, my familiar life, a steady lover, and leave the city—returning to the place I had sworn I’d never set foot in again. For what? So that at the very first meeting I would run into the one I—back then—wouldn’t have knocked out just because we were in different weight classes.
And this arrogant type decided he was allowed everything: me, my father’s business, and land besides. Who said that running things isn’t a woman’s job?