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Chapter 1

Jack needed a woman

Not the one lying by his side, the sheets slinking past her gorgeous breasts and down her slim belly

But the woman who could assure the safety of his business

Sex and business They were his two favorite things Last night he’d partaken of the former Today would be about the latter He had turned The Fiorini Group into the giant it was now, but he couldn’t risk complacency

As he looked out at the sun rising over the sparkling Hudson fro he hadn’t since high school

A twinge of worry

It was s at the back of his brain like an unwelcome visitor His company had been his world, and he’d been happy to devote his life to it Lately, however, there had been whispers Whispers that his place at the head of the business he had helped build ht

But it would be a cold day in hell when he went doithout a fight He just needed to suic in the boardroom on Tuesday, and he’d be back on course

Well, he needed her, too With the last Fiorini in his pocket, and the ic, there was no way he could lose

He checked his watch He’d be late for brunch, and that was no way to treat Eva after what she’d been through, but he’d gotten zero sleep last night The sleeping blonde—Chloe? Kalie?— lay curled around hio She’d been the hottest woood tiasainst hio for another round There was no question she would be up for whatever he had in mind—in the bedroom or on the road to happily ever after

But that was the problem There was no happily ever after Feomen saw sex with Jack as just sex, but that’s what it was What it had always been He didn’t have the ti else

And today, he had other things on his s

Lifting the blonde’s limp, tanned arm, he slid out of her e his suit, he woke his date with a kiss on the cheek, and sent her on her way She cooed sleepily for him to call her as she headed downstairs to the town car he’d ordered to take her home, but thankfully departed with minimal fuss Once the door shut behind Chloe-Kalie, Jack turned, surveying his reflection in the halltouch, a pair of custom made Jacob and Co cuff links The Harvard assholes whosehis years of work study would kill to be him now To have even one-fifth of the life he’d achieved, on his oithout his daddy’s trust fund

Things have changed, he thought as he got into his limo and headed to midtown No one dismisses me Not anymore

His phone dinged Another text from Lucy What are you up to?

He pressed his lips together as he deleted the text and shoved the phone into his pocket Ex-girlfriends came out of the ork at the least opportune times Relationships that lasted for more than a feeeks were always a mistake and Lucy, for all her beauty and refineest ood, but in Lucy’s case, wild ca of crazy on the side

Crazy, and apparently not inclined to take a hint when her texts went repeatedly unanswered

On iain and thuht-bodied girl who’d snagged the tread, but he’d been impressed by how easily she’d matched his stride They had chatted afterwards at the juice bar She was in college, studying soy?—and had clearly been thrilled when Jack asked for her number

Alain—