"Promise me you are not going to get angry," she said, looking up at him with puppy dog eyes.
"I'll try," he said.
"Then I'm not telling you," she said, feigning anger.
"Would you want me to punish you, right here on your desk?" He asked in a husky whisper, his eyes smoldering with desire. With a powerful tug, he drew her in, their bodies colliding into an embrace that sent waves of warmth coursing through her.
Odeta felt her self-control slipping through her fingers; why was it that she easily reacted to him this way? No, this was bad! Forcing herself to focus, she said,
"It was about the piece of land you took from him. He wanted to blackmail me, but I took care of him; I thought he was no longer a threat. That's why I didn't tell you."
She looked into his eyes, checking to see if he was angry, but instead, his next question caught her off guard.
