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She resisted for a brief moment as I tugged on her hair, but then she slowly dropped to her knees in front of me as I wound her hair around my fingers and pulled her tight against my crotch. “I’m going to ruin you, Upton.”

“Not before I ruin your wife, Roger. Her cool eyes darted around as if trying to make sure there was no one else in the hallway with us. She’d been all-knowing… powerful… I would have listened to almost anything she said. “He still has to go,” I said. “Sir,” Chloe said when it looked like VanCamp was about to make another move. “What?”

“Helen stays with me.”

This time, Roger took a step toward me. She left me with William and Karl. My palm traveled up, feeling the stocking end and her actual skin continue, her skirt coming along for the ride as it was hung on my wrist.