The Billionaire's Desire (His Submissive, Part Nine) by Claire Ava

Author:Claire, Ava [Claire, Ava]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2013-05-15T07:00:00+00:00

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After an engagement dinner filled with my mother finding several different ways to ask about the lack of a wedding ring, having to play nice as Mark cozied up to Megan, and Alicia Whitmore reaffirming her dedication to keeping me away from the family ring as long as possible, I couldn’t wait to get back to work. Mia Kent, Whitmore and Creighton’s newest client, would be just the challenge to take my mind off the disastrous evening.

Mia couldn’t keep her name out of the tabloids lately. Golden hair, cherubic features and a voice that gave singers twice her age a run for their money made her a household name. She starred in bubblegum pop TV series on a kid friendly channel until she hit eighteen and decided to shed her good girl image in favor of something on the other side of the spectrum. Shots of her public intoxication, flipping cameras the bird, and unabashed drug use had everyone playing Dr. Phil, trying to save Mia from herself. But public scrutiny intensified and she spiraled further into dangerous territory. She shaved one side of her head, let some poor excuse for a tat artist doodle all over her body and started hanging on the arm of a different skeevy guy every night of the week.

While her public image had taken a beating, she hadn’t alienated the music industry. Top executives were still clamoring to sign her, hoping to be the launching pad for her unreleased album.

She’d come to us herself, the first sign that all hope wasn’t lost--she could admit there was a problem.

I pulled up the agenda, scribbling a couple of notes. There were several charity functions coming up--one of which was a concert for needy children. If we could get her in a gorgeous dress...

“I think I owe you a cup of coffee.”

I nearly snapped my pen in half. I didn’t even have to look up to know it was Missy. I recognized the entitlement, the subtle notes of ‘I’m better than you’. The edge that cut when she deigned to speak to me, making it crystal clear that she’d rather be doing anything other than giving me her precious time. But why was she here?

I narrowed my eyes, confusion lasting for a split second. Coffee--that’s right. We’d attempted a truce before and she tried to buy me coffee. I made it clear that I wasn’t good at pretending and didn’t want to owe her anything. It was no secret that she thought my input was worth less than nothing, so I was surprised she was standing at my door doing the exact thing that caused drama the first time around.

She held out the cup. “I wasn’t sure how you liked it so I just threw some splenda and a little bit of skim milk in.”

My mouth twitched at the skim and zero calorie sweetener, “What are you trying to say?” on my tongue. But I remained silent, my eyes trained on her as she strolled in with no invite and plunked the coffee on my desk.

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