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.Jeanine’s face heated.“What?” Her legs quivered, her body pulsing with need.Adar balled her panties in one of his big fists and stuffed the red silk into his pants pocket.“The cub, he’s coming.” He smoothed her skirt down.“Oh gods.” Jeanine ran her hands over her hair, the strands mussed, out of place.“I’m a mess.”“You’re beautiful.” Adar rubbed his right thumb over her kiss-swollen lips.“We’ll show the cub what he can’t ever have.” He leaned into her, and she closed her eyes, uncaring that one of her employers was mere steps away.Adar’s deep voice pulled at her, his tones too seductive to resist.“Because if he fucks you, if he even touches you.” Adar flicked her earlobe with his tongue, and she trembled.“I’ll rip his heart out.”“No.” Jeanine opened her eyes.The leopard shifter had stepped away from her, his face reverting to that cold mask he wore with others, all hints of passion erased.“You wouldn’t,” she retorted, knowing he would.Even Royce, the head of the Leone family, was wary of Adar.Adar chuckled, the sound holding no humor, and Jeanine narrowed her eyes, not at all intimidated by him.“Killing him would hurt me, and you wouldn’t hurt me,” she boldly stated.“Clever kitten.” Adar flashed his sharp white teeth, his canines lowered.“Since you’ve figured that out, then you also must know the solution to your dilemma.If you don’t want him to die, you won’t allow him to touch you.”“Arrogant bastard,” she mumbled, and Adar’s grin spread, lighting up his grim face.He was blackmailing her, and she should hate him for it, but she didn’t.The thought of Tanner touching her left her cold.Unlike a certain other cat’s rough touch.She slid her gaze to Adar’s scarred face and twisted her lips, annoyed with her own body.“And then I said, ‘Bro, get a room.’” Tanner, tall, blond, handsome, sane, strode through the entrance from the office, his phone pressed to his ear, his appearance more effective than a cold shower, dissipating all of Jeanine’s passion.“No one wants to see that.” He stopped walking.His nose wrinkled, and his nostrils flared.“Dude, I have to go.” Tanner lowered the phone, and his gaze met hers, gold sparking in his lion eyes.He sees me as desirable.She’d spent the past year trying to gain Tanner’s attention yet now that she had, she felt nothing, absolutely nothing, no satisfaction and no passion, not even a spark of sexual interest.“Jeannie beans.” Tanner smiled, his teeth straight and white against his tanned face.He hadn’t a single scar.His skin was untouched by the ugliness of life, his fighting abilities untested.Adar’s right.He is a cub.Jeanine glanced at Adar.Remnants of his past battles marked his cheeks and flattened his nose, that visual proof comforting, reassuring her.He could protect me.Tanner’s gaze shifted to the financier also.His smile dimmed for a heartbeat before resuming its full brilliance.“Mr.Adar, sir, I didn’t know we had an appointment today.” He turned slightly, positioning his body with his back partially facing Jeanine, giving the billionaire his full attention.Jeanine’s shoulders slumped.She stepped backward, ready to fade into the furniture as she’d been trained to.Disappearing as any good receptionist would.Adar wrapped one of his arms around his mate’s waist, preventing her retreat, biting back his anger at the disappointment reflected in Jeanine’s beautiful face.“We didn’t have an appointment,” he coolly informed his rival.“I dropped by to ensure you were still attending tonight’s party.” He lied.His only goal had been to see, touch, smell Jeanine, his cat restless and needy.“A party?” she whispered.Adar frowned.Putting his management team in place had absorbed time he’d rather have spent with Jeanine.Another delay due to a miscommunication was unacceptable.“Everyone was invited.” The sole reason for the party was to provide a venue where he could woo his mate.“A confirmation for eleven was sent to my assistant.”“Eleven members of our upper management, including myself, are attending.” A streak of red colored the youngest Leone’s irritatingly perfect face.“Surely you didn’t mean to invite everyone.”And she calls me a bastard.Adar gritted his teeth.“I did mean to invite everyone but Jeanine is not everyone,” he growled, hugging her closer to him.“She’s the face of Leone Media.She’s the first being I see when I arrive, and the last person I see before I leave.” His small human mate’s spine straightened, her chin lifting.“She was and will always be invited to any event I host.”Tanner’s gaze flicked from Adar to Jeanine and then down to Adar’s hand resting on Jeanine’s hip.“I see.” He swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing.“I’ll extend the invitation to the rest of our team.”“No, don’t.” Adar raised his free hand and the cub flinched, the chicken shit expecting a blow.“You go wherever you had planned to go.I’ll talk to Royce and straighten this mess out
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