My Valentine (A Dirty Boss Romance #4) Read Online C.M. Steele

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Romance, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: A Dirty Boss Romance Series by C.M. Steele
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Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25739 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
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“Thanks, Jack. I’ll happily complain if he really wants me and wants that. It’s one thing to want to get laid and want to marry someone and start a family,” I say.

“Trust me,” he says, sounding confident.

“Now, go ahead and change before he comes back.”

“Tell Petra I’ll have to call her later.”

“I will.” He winks and leaves. Jack’s a great guy. I’m so happy for Petra. I had my doubts about him at first, but I was more than wrong and happily so.

I only have a few minutes to switch clothes, so I quickly change in the general floor bathroom near the elevators. I come out to find Wyatt staring at me with a scowl. “Your boyfriend couldn’t stay away from you for an hour? What did I tell you?”

I think about Jack’s words and have to test him. If he wants me, I’ll find out right now. “Listen… I’m your employee. I’m nothing more than that. Jack has nothing to do with my work for you. In fact, I quit,” I snap.

“Good, it’s best that you don’t work here anymore.” Before I can storm away to grab my things, he grabs my waist and pulls me to him. “I can’t focus when you’re near me. All I can think about is you, Valentine. Please tell me you’ll leave him for me.”

The vulnerability in his eyes shuts down all the teasing, tormenting I planned to put him through. As much as I want to see how badly he wants me, if he cares for me, I don’t want to hurt him. “He’s not my boyfriend.”

“What?” he barks, and I’m scared by the anger in his voice. “What is he to you?” he bites out.

“A friend.”

“Oh.” I push past him and go to my desk to gather my things, doing my best to control my anger and pain. Wyatt stands at the entrance of the law office doorway, watching me like he’s waiting to escort me out on my ass.

“So, I guess now that you know he’s nothing but a friend, you’re done with the jealous tendencies and you’re going back to pretending I’m not anything to you?”

He tosses his head back and laughs. It’s a deep guttural chuckle that hits me straight in the core. He storms toward my desk, pressing his palms flat on the wood surface. “Woman, I’m glad I don’t have to kill him. For a minute, I assumed he was your fucking husband that you might have not mentioned. No, I’ve canceled the rest of my schedule today and tomorrow. We’re going home and I’m going to fuck you until you understand that you belong to me.” He grabs my purse and coat and then hands them to me. “Put them on and let’s go.”

“Wait. Why didn’t you tell me that before I lost my shit this morning? What about the card? The flowers?”

“First, you didn’t allow me to explain who Jack is. Second, the card was my friend’s, and it was to Jack who happens to be her husband and now I have to explain to them that my boss assumed I was giving Jack BJs and he shredded it.” A tinge of pink fills his pale cheeks. “Jack had given me her Valentine’s Day present to hide. He forgot to grab it at my apartment yesterday when he was over fixing my sink, so he came to grab the keys from me. I asked him to grab a blouse for me. I had my jacket on and said I spilled water on my shirt making it see through. He believed me and not that my boss tore my blouse to shreds.”

“The flowers?” he asks, challenging me.

“Honestly, I don’t know who sent the flowers. I don’t have a boyfriend.”

“No, you have a fiancé and these…” I point to the enormous bouquet on her desk. “… are from me.”

“What? Why?” He takes my hand and slides a huge diamond ring on my finger. “How? I thought you were in a meeting right now.”

“I bought it that day in the picture.” I stare up at him in confusion. “You’d come into my office to take notes and Henderson came in with his client, but the fucker couldn’t take his eyes off you. I warned him to stay away, but he said you being my assistant didn’t make you unavailable.”

I remember that day very well. It had been a week after I started. Without any help available, Wyatt asked me to lend a hand, and I had to assist with the meeting. My top had been a little snug and both the client and Henderson were eyeing my chest. Wyatt growled many times, but I thought I wasn’t doing a good job. Now, I know the truth.

“Oh. So apparently it only takes a man to show any interest in me for you to act. The report had been sort of right. Is that why you were so grumpy by my reaction?” He chuckles again and the sound is music to my ears. Seriously, the sound might be my favorite in the whole wide world.


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