Desired by Him (Chosen by Him Series, Book 2): Read Online Free PDF Page A

top business professors nationwide. He started his electronics company at the age of 18—isn’t that right, John?”
    “Seventeen, actually, but who’s counting?” Wilson joked, slapping Chase on the back again and giving me a wink. “Age means nothing when you get old. So enjoy your youth.”
    I laughed politely as Chase said goodbye to his friend. Suddenly he was off, taking long strides toward his office. I scurried to catch up to him.
    “Did you really mean that?” I asked him, the words coming out of my mouth before I could stop them.
    “Mean what?” Chase retorted, nodding at another acquaintance or friend.
    We approached his office, and he fiddled with his keys, trying to find the right one. “You said I was one of your best students,” I reminded him as he unlocked the door.
    “And one of my best interns. Yes, Summer, you are.” He shrugged, giving me a glance before swinging the door open.
    His office was open, modern, and had two big windows on the accent wall. It looked much like his house, only more business-like, and even more impersonal. Everything was stacked perfectly. The black top of his desk was unmarred, save for a few papers he had been grading.
    He shut the door behind me. “Take a seat,” he ordered. I complied, sinking into the cushy chair across from the desk as he sat on the other side.
    With him in front of me now, I could see his eyes looking me over, perhaps approving of what I was wearing. I set my books on my lap, sitting up a little straighter. I had been thinking that perhaps Chase had begun to take me seriously now, that he hadn’t been lying the other night when he said I had potential. Now, with his hungry gaze taking me in, doubts filled my mind again.
    “I have a meeting this weekend with a client in Miami,” he launched into an explanation, fingers playing with the red ballpoint pen on his desk. “Normally, I ask all my interns to go—”
    “The Kerns Five,” I blurted.
    “Kerns Five?” he laughed, clicking the pen. “I like that.”
    “You’ve never heard it before?”
    “No,” he shook his head, laughing again. “Kerns Ten now, though. Anyway,” he continued, shaking his head as the smile faded a little from his face. I got the sense that he didn’t really smile that often. He had smiled a lot around me, but always with some hidden, hungry intention. What I had just seen now had been genuine. “I want you to come with me. I can’t bring all ten interns but you’re mine. You need to be able to work in the real world.”
    “I—” I fumbled for words. What did this mean? “But...What would I go as?”
    His brow furrowed as he looked at me. He knew exactly the question I wanted to ask but was too cowardly to say out loud: Am I supposed to go as your whore?
    “You are an intern, Summer, if you can recall that,” he snapped. “You will go as a student and intern, if you choose to accept.”
    I flinched a little at the harshness of his tone. His face softened, a little. “As I said, I would usually bring five interns with me on something like this. But I’ve changed the program. The other mentors will likely take their interns places as well.”
    His calm tone soothed me, and I relaxed a little. “But I can’t afford it,” I protested. “And I have a job, a part-time job, at—”
    “I can find someone else to go,” he interrupted. “All expenses will be paid for, of course,” he added, eyes flicking up to meet mine again.
    “No, please, I...” I realized I had just said please again. I watched him as he raised an eyebrow, a slight smirk growing on his face. I composed myself. “I’ll go.”
    “Perfect. We leave tomorrow morning. Be ready by then. I’ll come by and pick you up for our flight. You’re dismissed.”
    For some reason my heart sank a little when he didn’t say anymore, as I got up and left the room, shutting the door behind me. I still didn’t understand what he wanted; during class, he had been bringing back memories