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be able to bond with each other.”
    “What’s so hard to believe?” He squeezed her hand. “We like each other immensely. We have nothing to hide from each other because we know all of our desires. If someone has a specific passion, there’s usually one of us who will indulge it. It makes our working Bonding Camp
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    environment so much more relaxed, and there’s no pent-up frustration getting in our way. No hostility toward each other.”
    “You make it sound like a workable paradise.”
    He smiled, dimples dotting his cheeks. “It is, actually.”
    He smiled so easily and his eyes held such a sense of honesty that Lauren trusted him. There was something about him that told her he would never hurt her, would not betray her confidences. “I want to be able to talk to someone, to be able to trust someone enough they can be my confidant,” she said.
    Justice took her hands in his. “You can trust me. You can trust us.
    Believe me, Lauren.”
    Her heart swelled with hope. Could she really have found coworkers—friends—who could be trusted with her secrets? She chewed her bottom lip, debating with herself.
    Justice sighed. He patted her hand and rose from the couch. “I can see you’re unsure, and that’s understandable.” He moved behind his desk and opened the center drawer, pulling out a sheaf of paperwork.
    “I usually don’t reveal this until the end of bonding camp, but since you seem so unsettled…” He came around the desk and handed the paperwork to her.
    “What’s this?” she asked, taking it from him.
    “Read it. I think it will make you feel better.” He sat down beside her, placing his arm around her shoulder.
    Lauren leaned back, the warmth of his arm around her comforting.
    She began to read…

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    Justice hoped the agreement in writing would allay her fears. It was a shame he had to reveal it so early in the game, especially when she had given in and allowed him to take control of her after telling him her secret of liking to be controlled. He watched her face as she read the document. Just how strictly controlled did she want to be, he 36
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    wondered. Did she want to explore a bit of bondage? Would she allow it? Would she allow herself?
    He shifted on the couch, the thought of Lauren in bindings awakening his erection yet again.
    Lauren laid the paperwork on her lap and turned toward him.
    “This is a contract.”
    He nodded. “Yes.”
    “It says that anything that happens between myself and any employee, including the partners, whether it be spoken, implied, or a physical action, will be kept in the strictest confidence from today in perpetuity. Even if myself and the company part ways.” The look on her face was incredulous.
    “Yes, it does state that.”
    “And if any of my ‘secrets’ are revealed by anyone at any time, the firm will pay me the sum of five million dollars.”
    He toyed with a strand of her hair, running the silky tress through his fingers. “It’s a legal document. If having a signed copy of this document in your hand would help you feel better about the situation, then we will arrange it. Myself, Morgan, and Crystal have power of attorney to sign for all the personnel employed by us, so you just say the word, and we can take care of it within half an hour.”
    Lauren let out a huge sigh, her uncertainty evident on her face.
    “How many of your staff have asked for this to be signed?” she asked, rolling the papers into a tube.
    Justice traced the edge of her ear with a fingertip. God, he loved the way she shuddered when he touched her. He glanced down at her breasts. Her nipples were peaked, hard little pebbles beneath the thin fabric of her dress. He brought his gaze up to meet hers. “Over the years we’ve been in business, three employees have asked that we sign it.”
    “Are they still employed by the firm? Have you ever paid off on a claim against the contract?”

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    “Yes, they are still employed here,