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The negligee is made of lace and layered, soft ives the illusion of coverage, but even in the dihout the apartment,I’

This time I’m not nervous when I hear the elevator doors open down the hall, and the steady pace of Ansel’s feet walking to our door

He enters, dropping his keys in the bowl and sliding his hel to where I sit in one of the dining room chairs I’ve placed about ten feet in front of the entryway

"Christ, Cerise" Slowly, he slides hisit on the floor A heated smile starts at the corner of his mouth and lazily stretches across to the other side as he notices the horns "A at the way his accent scratches trouble intohim take in the entire outfit

"No," I say, "but I hear you’re in a situation you’d like to see changed"

He stills, brows slowly lifting "A situation?"

"Yes," I say "A work situation"

His eyes turn playful "I see"

"I can help" I step closer and runit, I tell hiotiate a deal"

"Sent by whom?"

"My boss," I say with a little wink

He looksthe pad of his thumb across my bottohihs "You’re irresistible"

"I’ht, with just a snap oflawsuit"

I pull his tie loose and blink up to see his a ive o away"

His s my hips "When you look the way you do, I don’t think I haveotiate this transaction?"

I push his hands away, and slide his tie off, draping it aroundhis shirt, I explain: "I’ll ask a few questions so I can determine the value of your soul If you’re pristine, I’ll end this tonight and make you look like a hero who broke down the other side If you’re sullied, well" I shrug "It one And then I take my payment"