he corridor. Her legs felt like l

e heels clicking against the linoleum floor, until sh

inside, and walked straight to t

he way up her arms, a physical echo of the rage boiling in her blood. She pressed the lever,

t the rim

ved open from the outside. It hit

f pure, unadulterated control. But his e

nd turned the deadbolt. The sharp click of the

t. The ice water sloshed over the

oncept of personal space?" s

lly, across the room until he stood in front

a businessman's calculation. "How much do you want on the divorc

hit her like a physical slap. The

onto the dispenser tray an

but she pulled with all her strength. She dug past medic

of the desk. The loud smack m

er voice dropping to a lethal whisper.

er. He read the bold, capitalized

E AGRE

bored facade shattered, replace

er of his mouth. "Playing hard to get,

led out a heavy Montblanc fountain p

gn

cked up the document. His eyes sca

locked onto the clause stating she would waive all al

aper turned white. The tendons in his

t, Beckham gripped the top

e ripped the thick stack of pa

as loud and violent. It soun

wide. The breath

ross the desk. She grabbed the lapels of his expensive suit jacket.

n pages. The heavy paper scraps fluttered into

arge hand snaked around her waist, hi

er stomach slammed again

dge of the wood, trapping her complete

rs. She could feel the heat of his skin and the

ng threat that sent shivers down her spine. "You will only get

er hands flat against his solid, unyie

nce in their physical strength was suffocating. He was an immovable

her lower lip to stop herself from crying out. The sh

oice trembling with suppresse

. Something flickered in his eyes-regret? Hunger? Sh

g down the front of his perfectly pressed su

to clear out of this offic

ked out, leaving

r legs completely giving out, staring at the torn pieces of