Every time she looked at him, her thoughts went down decidedly naughty avenues, which no doubt had a lot to do with her coming up with this auction plan in the first place. Still, if he sacked her, she would at least sleep better at night and not be plagued by erotic dreams of his large hands all over her body.
“An auction would be fun, especially if the staff joined in. I dare say we would garner a lot of attention if we put you on the auction block, Mr. Bryce.” Monique tittered in laughter like some darn schoolgirl with a crush, and Hannah rolled her eyes.
Really, could she be any more obvious in her attempts to get into his good graces and his pants?

Auctioned By Mr Ceo

Hannah couldn’t help the tears from falling, as he pulled out of her, and reached across for the tissues to clean her up. His gentle ministrations did her in, and she couldn’t hide the fact she was now openly crying.

Logan spun her around, and the concern on his handsome face was too much.

"No. It’s nothing. I just need to…"

She pushed him away and fled to the relative sanctuary of the bathroom. Not that it lasted long, because Logan followed her, and the door fair shook under his fist pounding against it.

"Damn it, woman, let me in. What’s the matter?"

"Nothing, please, just go. I’ll be out in a minute."

Another, much louder thump made her jump and fear for the hinges, before he withdrew.

The fury behind those two words twisted her insides, and she clamped her hand over her mouth to stop the sobs from escaping.

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