Devil She Became (Devil's Angels Book 1) Read Online Free PDF

[email protected]
    From: [email protected]
    Re: Gift
    Sounds great. 2:00 p.m.
    Reese
    To: [email protected]
    From: [email protected]
    Re: Gift
    Perfect, I will be there.
    Harrison
    Now she had done it. She was going to play mistress to a married guy. God, forgive me , she thought.
    Later that night at home, Reese planned her outfit very carefully. She wanted to look as sexy as possible for Harrison. She knew it was wrong, but she just didn’t care anymore. After all, she wasn’t the one cheating. She selected a tight, blue skirt with a white, sleeveless blouse that could be adjusted to show a lot of cleavage. Her long legs were accentuated by a very high pair of Louboutin heels. Underneath, she wore a black lacy bra and a lacy thong. Harrison seemed to like her in black lingerie. If she was going to be his Barbie, it was time to dress the part.
    This time, when she arrived at Starbucks, Harrison was waiting for her. He was dressed casually in khaki pants and a short-sleeved blue Polo shirt. He opened his arms to hug her. “You look gorgeous, Reese.”
    “Thank you. You aren’t too bad yourself.” She smiled. God, he was so sexy. She had missed him so much. The hold he had on her was unreal. The surrounding air seemed alive with electricity, and you could cut the sexual tension between them with a knife.
    “I see you are wearing my bracelet. It looks beautiful on you.” He took her hand examining the bracelet.
    “Yes, it does. It’s breathtaking.”
    “Here sit. I have taken the liberty of ordering you a latte.” Harrison smiled at her.
    “Of course. Thank you.”
    Harrison ran his fingers through his hair. “I guess then you have thought about the arrangement we discussed.”
    Reese sipped her latte. A little foam got on her upper lip.
    “I love it when that happens.” Harrison laughed as she licked the white foam off her lips.
    “Ha,” Reese smiled, “Yes, I have.”
    “And? What do you think?”
    “Honestly, Harrison, I don’t know if I can. If I want a real relationship, then I can’t have that with you.”
    “No, you can’t, Reese. You have to know that.”
    “But you mentioned fun. What does that entail?”
    Harrison smiled broadly. “Well, my time is limited, obviously, but I can take you along on my ‘business’ trips. Frequently, I am called to interview clients pretty much anywhere, so there’s no reason you can’t accompany me. Additionally–”
    “–So how often would we see each other?”
    Harrison’s gaze had shifted to her cleavage. Subconsciously, he smacked his lips. “Fairly often, I would say.”
    “Well, you have a lot of work I am sure. And then your family…” That thought caught in her throat.
    “True. But I was thinking I could see you nearly every day during the week if you like.” Harrison smiled at her.
    “Well, I work… I have a job, and sometimes I work overtime. That might be a problem. What about evenings?”
    “Most evenings I will be unavailable after 7:00 p.m. It would have to be daytime.”
    “I don’t think this is going to work, Harrison.” Reese sadly began gathering her things. “Thank you, but I can’t keep this.” She took the bracelet off.
    Harrison grabbed her arm. “How about you quit?”
    “Quit what? My job?”
    “Yes. I can pay for everything.”
    Reese took a step back. What? How much money did this guy have anyway?
    She laughed. “Harrison, you cannot be serious. I make more than you think. My rent alone is $3,000.00 a month, plus all my expenses. In case you didn’t notice, I am wearing Louboutins. They run about–”
    “–$1,000.00 a pair and more. I know. My wife has several dozen designer pairs in her shoe closet. I know all about female expenses, darling. I am sure I am quite capable of taking care of yours.”
    “But I have worked hard in my career to reach this level. I make close to six figures a year, Harrison.”
    “Don’t bore me with talk of a measly, six-figure salary, honey. I topped that