BECAUSE HE TORMENTS ME
(Because He Owns Me, Book Three)
By Hannah Ford
Copyright 2015, Hannah Ford, all rights
reserved. This book is a work of
fiction, and any resemblance to any persons, living or dead, is entirely
coincidental.
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CALLUM
I couldn’t concentrate.
I was sitting in an important meeting -- one of
the most important of my career -- involving the takeover of a struggling
online delivery service called Arrive. The deal had the potential to be worth hundreds of millions of dollars.
It was the exact kind of deal that normally
would have sent adrenaline rushing through my body, the kind of deal that would
make my mind race and cause me to live at the office as I sacrificed sleep in
the name of success.
But all I could think about was her .
“Wilder,” James Billings, one of my executive
officers, a highly intelligent and gifted man, if a little intense, barked
through the speakerphone. He was in
Seattle, on site at Arrive’s company headquarters,
while I stayed here to meet with the executives in the New York office. “Can you sell off the shipping and
receiving division, replace it with something bigger?”
“Yes,” I replied easily, as if I’d been paying
attention the whole time instead of preoccupied with a woman I’d vowed never to
see again. My mind ran over her
body, remembering her skin, the plumpness of her lips as I sucked them into my
mouth, the taste of her tongue, the smoothness of her pussy, which she’d
obviously gotten waxed in order to please me.
I’d gotten her the job interview at Archway
Publishing.
It wasn’t difficult, and if it was wrong, I
didn’t give a shit.
It was the only way I could think of to keep my
desire at bay, the only way I could ensure I stayed connected to her. I couldn’t be with Adriana again, couldn’t
risk fucking her again, even though my dick hardened at the thought of entering
that tight little pussy while my hand struck her ass with blow after blow.
She’d stirred something inside of me that I’d
never felt before, something so overwhelming that it struck the fear of God in
my heart.
The thought of not being able to control her
and take ownership of her mind, her heart, her soul, her body, was devastating. But what would happen if I did own her
would be even more devastating.
So I got her the job interview.
I needed to make sure she would be working on
my book.
I could keep her safe.
I could make sure she was okay.
I wouldn’t touch her, wouldn’t fuck her again.
She had me twisted in knots, my body on fire.
But I had to stay away from her.
Otherwise I would destroy us both.
ADRIANA
Michele began walking down the halls of Archway
Publishing, and I followed, struggling to concentrate on what she was
saying. The whole time, his name
was pulsing through my mind like a bright neon sign.
Callum, Callum, Callum.
“So you’ll be meeting with our Publicity
Director, Kiersten Brickett,” Michelle said. “She’s expecting you.”
“Oh,” I said, suddenly thrown. The research I’d done on Archway had led
me to believe I was going to be meeting with someone named Wayne Updike, and
I’d done research on him and the books he’d worked on.
“I’m sorry, “I said. “I thought the Publicity Director was
Wayne Updike?”
“Wayne was our Publicity Director,”
Michelle said. She stopped in the
hall and turned to look at me, then glanced around to
make sure no one could overhear us. “But he got fired. He had a
little problem with porn. You know,
like, watching it during work hours?” She bit her lip, thinking about it. “He seemed like such a nice man. Of course, everyone thought it was strange when he insisted he get those
privacy blinds installed in his office, but it’s such a high stress job, we
just figured he needed his space.”
She sighed and then turned and continued walking
down the hall. “Anyway,
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