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428 pages, Kindle Edition
First published March 29, 2013
He might have all the money in the world, and he might even have more power than the president of the United States, but he was still just a man. The bottom line was that he couldn’t force her into anything – no matter who he was.
If they’d been in certain foreign lands, he could probably have just shot her right there on the spot with no consequences, but she was here in the land of the free, where she was safe. Feeling as if she actually had a choice gave her hope.
He was twenty-eight years old and had conquered the universe – or thought he had.
No! He had.
Whenever he walked into his twenty-five-story office building in San Francisco, he felt a justified pride. He created jobs for hundreds of thousands of people throughout the world, gave them an income, made sure they went to bed each night with a full stomach and the security of more work to be done in the morning.
He gave so much – and unlike his soon-to-be-ex-wife, his employees were grateful and regarded him almost as a king.
When he got bored, he found another willing applicant. The line of women willing to serve him was a mile long – after all, he was Rafe Palazzo, and the world was his oyster, his playground.
Everyone practically bowed at his feet.
Never again would he be used – never again would he put his heart out there to be carelessly trampled on.
It seemed all women had a purpose, and it was fueled by their greed. The richer the man, the better for them. They wanted to be taken care of, and they all had their price.
He respected some of his lovers, but it was only minimal.
“You’re too thin.”
Arianna Harlow trembled as the man prowled around her, continuously circling her chair.
His expression was far too knowing and she immediately felt the urge to flee. Something wasn’t right; something was telling her to get out while she still could.
He was a difficult man to be around while trying to maintain a distance. She could see herself wanting to spend time with him – well, if he weren’t so dang kinky.
“you intrigue me, Ms. Harlow. I see you try and hide beneath your ridiculous baggy clothes, and large glasses, but there’s something about you that makes me want to find out what it is you don’t want the world to see.”
“Fugu is more commonly known in the States as puffer fish or blowfish. If the chef doesn’t prepare the dish just right…it’s fatal to consume, which is part of the thrill of eating it.”
“We all seek thrills, Ari. Very few skilled chefs can leave just a tiny trace of the lethal poison on the fish”
It was obvious that Ari wasn’t one of his typical choices. The first time he’d seen her picture, he’d passed it by, but somehow it was still on his desk after that quick perusal, and something in her pair of fine green eyes called to him, even though she tried to hide them behind thick glasses.
Arianna held an almost broken, yet still spirited look in her eyes, as though he’d just shot her beloved puppy and she were thinking of ways of seeking revenge.
This unhappy, disillusioned fellow thought he knew what the world was about, but he had a lot to learn. Not every woman was for sale, not by a long shot.[…] Let him think what he wanted, but she wasn’t to be bought – no matter what he threw at her.
Rafe had a strict no-kissing rule, but found himself wanting to devour her naturally plump pink lips. He felt himself bending down as his will began to break.
Rafe gazed in surprise at his hand gripping Ari’s delicate arm. He’d been jostled out of his normal cool and he wasn’t ready to let her walk from the room. What startled him most was his enjoyment of it all. To be refused by this complicated woman intrigued him.
He wouldn’t chase her. He just wanted to finish his meal. At least, that’s what he told himself. It was all merely a game that he must win, not a serious desire to be with the woman.
He blamed his unusual desire for the woman on his recent stint of celibacy.
If only she hadn’t called her mom in panic that night.
If only she hadn’t gone to the party in the first place
If only her mother had left a few minutes later.
Now that night would haunt her, be something she’d have to live with for the rest of her life.
Someday…
Ari finally glanced up, her eyes colliding with Mr. Palazzo’s intense stare. As hard as she tried to break the connection, she couldn’t manage to turn her head away.- background checks
“I know everything I need to know about you, Arianna,” he replied with a slight lifting of the corner of his mouth.- ordering a woman’s meal for her
It suddenly occurred to her that she’d never listed her physical address on her application.[…] Still, she wasn’t really surprised that he already knew where she lived
“Please have a seat, Arianna. I’ve taken the liberty of ordering."- commanding women around
“Sit,” he commanded and watched her flinch from his cold tone.- chauvinistic, cavemanish behavior
“I’m beginning to tire of chasing you, Ari. I said you won’t be taking the bus, so that means that you won’t. I really have no qualms about causing a scene, but since you’ve been hissing at me only beneath your breath, I take it that you do. You can either some with me willingly, or I’m going to pick you up, toss you over my shoulder and drag you back to the restaurant. It’s your choice,” he said brutally.- creepy, rape-ish statements
“I assure you, Ms. Harlow, that if I kidnapped you, it wouldn’t be for an X-ray.”- rape threats
“If or when I truly want to possess you, it will happen. Leave no doubt about that.”- miscellaneous,
“You can have your small victory, but be very careful with what you say to me.”- ‘women need a man to take care of them’ messages
No wonder the woman was too skinny. It was more obvious than ever that Ari didn’t know how to take care of herself- saving helpless women from rapists at nightclubs
“She’s obviously, passed out on her feet, and the bastard is taking advantage of her!”- taking aforementioned helpless woman home without her consent even though she's there with friends
“I’m taking you home!”- victim blaming
He strode to his car and put her on the front seat, where she quickly passed out again.
Rafe was furious. What was she doing at a club on a Friday? And how had she allowed herself to get into this position? If he hadn’t been there, she could have been getting violated at that very moment. This was why she should just accept his generous offer, he told himself. She clearly wasn’t able to protect herself on her own.
Seeking full-time applicants for Palazzo Corporation. Must be willing to work seven days a week, long hours. Must have no other commitments – no family, second jobs, or school. Salary 100k a year plus expenses. Hand-delivered applications only.