Big Bad Boss – Midnight (Werewolves of Wall Street #1) Read Online Renee Rose, Lee Savino

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Billionaire, Contemporary, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal Tags Authors: , Series: Lee Savino
Series: Werewolves of Wall Street Series by Renee Rose
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Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 73722 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 369(@200wpm)___ 295(@250wpm)___ 246(@300wpm)
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He isn’t even close to safe when it comes to love.

He’s the farthest thing from it.

Also, addiction doesn’t suit me. I like to be in control. I like to hold people at a comfortable distance. I don’t trust the rich.

All of these thoughts swoop through my head in the few moments it takes Brick to pull out and dispose of the condom and return to me. He picks up my panties from the floor and very sweetly helps me into them. My ass is still perched on the edge of the table where he sat me. I’m sore and satisfied and probably just lost 30 points from my IQ.

Hopefully, my brain will come back after a long shower and firm talking-to.

Oops. Wrong thought. The firm talking-to Blackthroat gave me is going down as the best sexual experience of my life in addition to the best all-around experience.

Blackthroat picks me up by the waist and gently sets me on my feet, reaching below my dress to pull my panties up over my ass.

I smooth down the skirt of my dress myself.

I’m suddenly desperate to hide how cracked up and raw I feel. How out of my element. Nervous. I need to recover my wits and take back my power.

And of course, that thought brings around the instant answer. One so easy and perfect, smugness takes over and the wobble in my world straightens.

“Congratulations, Boss, you just made me un-fire-able,” I deliver with a smirk.

He goes still. I don’t stay to converse. I sashay to the door and open it.

“That’s Big Bad Boss to you,” he rumbles behind me.

A chuckle tumbles from my lips, and I toss a smile over my shoulder at him.

Blackthroat looks sexy as hell with tie loose and hair tousled from my fingers. He leans against the table with his hands in his pockets, watching me with heavy-lidded eyes.

“I’m going home for the day,” I deliver as one last parting shot.

Seeing as how I’m calling them all now.

“Hmm.” I hear him say as I leave.

Chapter Seventeen

Brick

The endorphins from the orgasm keep me floating for a solid hour. It’s only as I come down that I start analyzing Madison’s parting words.

She was being sassy. That’s just Madison. But I hadn’t noticed before that she uses her smart mouth as a shield. I think of her as brave, but I saw a crack in her poise today. I wanted to crack her open, which was cruel of me.

I’m still her boss. In a position of power. I’m ten years older than her and a superior species–not that she knows that part. So maybe deciding I’d had enough of her cocktease and that it was time to take care of my needs wasn’t the most compassionate decision I’ve made.

And if I left her feeling vulnerable and needing to right the scales, that’s probably on me.

Nickel comes up to the office at the end of the day, and when he walks into my office, he lifts his nose in the air and sniffs. I’m sure he can smell Madi’s scent all over me. Can tell what we did.

Since Madison went home already, the janitor, Jerry–a shifter from my pack–is cleaning the upper floor. He probably smelled her on me, too. Good thing he’s loyal to me. That’s the reason he’s the only janitor trusted to clean the executive floors.

“Ohhh, you didn’t.” Nickel gives me a reproachful look.

I stand from my desk and pace around it. “Yeah, I may have fucked up.”

“You think? She’s your secretary, Brick. Actually, the only decent one you’ve ever had.”

“You think I don’t know that?” I shove my fingers through my hair. “That’s why I was trying to keep it in my pants. But she kept wearing those fucking dresses.”

I stop when I see Nickel staring at me. I’ve shown too much.

“I wondered when you brought her to the ball. We all did.”

“Today was the first time.”

“The last time,” Nickel says firmly. “You don’t hunt what you can’t eat.”

I make a non-committal sound. I know he’s right, but I’m also not willing to say never again when it comes to Madison Evans. I like the little human far too much for that.

“Or fire her, but it might be hard to do that now that you’ve literally cocked things up.”

As my brilliant young assistant already so aptly pointed out.

“I’m not firing her.”

“You’d better get a handle on this situation immediately. The last thing we need is some kind of sex scandal.”

“There won’t be a scandal. I can handle Madison.” As I speak the words, I realize I have absolutely no confidence in them.

It would be one thing if I didn’t care about her. I might put Eagle on the situation to ensure I still had legal grounds to get rid of her when necessary. To keep things in check. Make certain she’s not a liability.


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