After their passionate encounter, the woman had been utterly conquered by the man.
She lay limply against his shoulder, not even wanting to move. The man, in turn, lifted a hand to cup her bottom, carrying her back to the private lounge.
The man placed her on the bed before lying down on the outer edge. He reached out, pulling her into his arms, his handsome brow still slightly furrowed.
The thought of someone breaking into his office tonight filled him with rage.
'It seems this woman can't be kept here any longer.'
He turned on his side, holding her tightly. The emotions in his eyes were complex. 'Perhaps it's time to find a house for her to move into...'
The next day, Jason Lockwood gave Jasmine Warren the day off.
He said it was a reward for her "services" the previous night.
Jasmine Warren snatched his car keys and black card. She raised her fist triumphantly and threatened in a cold voice, "Jason Lockwood, if I don't max out your card, I'm not coming back!"
