Page 25 of Her Irresistible Husband

"B-But—"

Wynd raised a brow. "Are you complaining, Ms. Moreno?"

She quickly shook her head, sending her dark hair swaying around her shoulders.

"You're learning. Good."

Wynd reached for one of the folders that had been waiting on the conference table. "Now, let's see..." He glanced at her over the folder, his expression all business despite the intimate game they were playing. "We need to make this look realistic, Star."

"S-Sorry..." She hastily grabbed the other folder from the desk, her movements jerky with nerves.

"Are you nervous?"

"What do you think?"

She was finally past her shock, with the stormy expression on her face promising that things would only get more interesting from here.

"You sound angry," he taunted.

"I think I am."

"How surprising, for someone who had originally struck me as unfailingly optimistic. Can't you think of anything positive about this situation?"

Star smiled sweetly at him, and her tone ever so pious as she did something that not even his fiercest rivals had the courage to do.

"I'm positive I'm going to pay you back for this—"

It had been so long since someone had threatened him, and for it to come from Star of all people—

Wynd found himself doing something he hadn't done in years.

He laughed.

There was just something about this woman...

Something about her that made him do and feel things that were completely out of character. And while a part of him hated that loss of control...

Another part of him hungered for her even more because of it.

The longer he knew her, the more uncontrollable his desire became.

And that was why...

He leaned forward abruptly, taking her by surprise.

"Start reading the contract out loud," he commanded.

Star looked at him as if gauging how far he would go if she were to refuse.

"Now, Star."

It was now his turn to issue a threat, and even though the retribution he promised was only implied—

Star cleared her throat.

It was more than enough to have her back down, followed by the first few words of the contract spilling past her lips in a shaken and slightly breathless tone.

"This p-private financial audita-aaaah..."

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