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Angelo looked at her, his eyes meshing with hers in a lockdown that made the silence throb with palpable tension. She felt it moving up her spine, vertebrae by vertebrae. She felt it on her skin, in the ghosting of goosebumps fluttering along her flesh. She felt it—shockingly—between her thighs, as if he had reached down and touched her there.

He didn’t say a word. He didn’t need to. She could read the subtext of that dark mocking gaze. He didn’t give a damn about the money. It wasn’t money he wanted. He had more than enough of his own.

Natalie knew exactly what he wanted. She had known it the minute she had stepped into his office and locked gazes with him.

He wanted her.