Page 51 of Rogue

I bite my lip. He doesn’t mention Madelyn and I sure as hell don’t bring her up.

“I require a full commitment. You’ll sign a confidentiality clause. You’ll be marrying the job. You’ll do as I say. Understand?”

It’s like bargaining with the devil.

He’s thrown me off-balance. I feel like running, getting far far the hell away from the manipulative bastard. Crazy talk, that’s what this is. But there’s something in his manner that keeps my feet rooted in place. This is a test of limits, right? Or is this his way of pushing mine?

“He wants you.”

Holy shit. “What?”

“Jaxson. He wants to fuck you, correct?” he snaps.

I stiffen but don’t respond.

Hayden sighs. “Jaxson’s a professional, both in and out of the bedroom. I need him, just like I need you. This, however, won’t do. Once again, he’s crossed the line.”

“Helikesme. Nothing more.”

“He’s good with guns, particularly the one in his pants. And I’m going to need him tolikemultiple women. It’s what he’s good at.”

I flinch. Damn it, but the thought of Jaxson with another woman makes me want to shove my fist in his all-too-knowing face.

“Just as I thought. You are to stay away from Jaxson. It’s time to end things before they get out of hand. Unbutton your blouse.”

“What?”

“You heard me. Glad you’re not wearing one of your ridiculous T-shirts today.”

I bristle, from his demand, the nasty tone he’s taken with me and his poor judgment in clothing.

“We haven’t all day.”

“That’s not what you said a few minutes ago. All the time in the world, remember?”

“Do it or I’ll rip the blouse off your lovely body.”

My hands shake as I unfasten the buttons. “I’d have thought you’d have had your fill last night.” Three buttons. Four. “Was Sabrina not enough woman for you?” Five buttons. Done.

He arches an eyebrow. “Spying on me, Kylie?”

I bite my lip, refusing to implicate Jaxson.

“Unhook your bra.”

I unsnap the front fastener and practically rip the bra apart. My girls bounce free but I’m too furious to be embarrassed.

“I’d put a hickey on your pretty bosom but I see Jaxson’s marked them already. They’ll be no telling them apart. So it’s on to plan B. Get down on your knees.” He reaches out, places his hands on my shoulders and shoves me hard.

I fall to my knees. “Is this how you treatedher?” I demand. I quickly clarify who I’m talking about, making sure he doesn’t confuse her with Sabrina—who probably begs for him to manhandle her. “This woman you love . . . is this what you forced her to do?”

He glares down at me as he unzips his fly.

“What happened? Did Jaxson sleep with her? Is that what this is, you trying to punish him?”

“I can see I won’t be using you to seduce information out of a mark.”

He reaches out and puts his thumb on my bottom lip. I squeeze my lips tight, blocking his entrance.