All that came later, though.At the moment, I was in a luxurious penthouse hotel room, in the most exclusive hotel in Los Angeles……in the middle of a full-on freakout.I’d met him at my job, where I was a lowly secretary.Connor Brooks.Tall, dark, handsome, charming… a sculpted Adonis.He’d seduced me.Well, I mean, I was a willing participant from the get-go. Looking like he did, with his playful grin and occasionally infuriating cockiness, he didn’t have to try too hard.We’d had mind-blowing sex in the boardroom of my company. After hours, of course – I’m not that stupid. It was, however, a room I wasn’t even supposed to enter, ever, much less have sex on their super-posh carpet.Then he’d asked me to run away with him, to ignore work and my obligations and everything I was supposed to do, just so I could spend the rest of the evening – and maybe the weekend – with him.We’d wound up at the Dubai Hotel in West Hollywood, courtesy of his Bentley limo and his badass bodyguard/chauf
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