CH 17

LAURA'S POV

'What does he want from me?' I wondered, and as I walked back to the sitting room and he was still there, I stared at him, and he smiled.

"What do you want from me? Just go straight to the point, SIR ..." I said, stressing the last part, when I saw the lust in his eyes.

I hate it when men stare at me like this, but there was something about the way he stared at me that made me nervous. The annoying papers he sent me were still on the table, and that only made my mood sour.

"I want you," he acknowledged, and my eyes widened.

"What!" I yelled in shock.

'What does he mean by that? Did he take me for some cheap whore or what?' I wondered as I glared daggers at him.

After the stupid stunts he has been pulling and his little secret, that makes him more mysterious. What makes him think I will agree to his madness?

"You can't want me, sir." I fumed in anger.

"Name your price," he said arrogantly, and my blood rushed with rage.

"How dare you, Mr. Finch?"

"You can't walk into my hou