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in disbelief. It can’t be that simple. I want this job. I deserve this job, but spending the amount of time this job demands, around him, will be pure torture. I study him a long moment before I finally speak.
    “What’s the catch Daemon? You know us working together is a bad idea. There are plenty of other talented designers at my office that would give their right arm to work with you. Trey could also step back in and take it over if you insist I finish it out. Why force this?”
    “I don’t want them. You’re the best at what you do. I only want the best. My brother is busy on something else at the moment and does not have the extra time to put into making sure this is done right. This is a good deal, Kelly. Take it,” he says with force. “It is a win-win for you. The recognition you will receive from this project will propel your career and secure your place within the company. Plus, in the end, if you still want to walk away from me, you can do so without my protests.”
    I snort. “What makes you think I can’t walk away from you right now?”
    His eyes twinkle. “Because I won’t let you,” he says with complete confidence. “Whether you are at work, the gym, out with your friends, or holed up here; I will be near reminding you every second of every damn day, that you belong with me. I won’t stop, or give you peace, until you are so worn out and frustrated, that you give in and give me another chance.”
    Tucking a stray hair behind my ear, he gives me a slow smile. “Your choice, Tulip. You want to do this the easy way or the hard way?”
    “Those are crappie choices,” I remark coldly. “You call that love? Love is not forcing someone to choose you. Dammit Daemon,” I curse, rubbing at my tired eyes. “This isn’t a game. I’m not some stupid prize you can win and place on your mantel,” I rasp through clenched teeth. I glare at him... not that he seems to care. I’m beyond tired and this conversation is doing nothing to help my growing headache.
    “Maybe not,” he sighs, “But, I refuse to lose you without a fight. If I have to fight dirty and break a few rules in the process, then so be it. My two minutes are about up and I have a feeling Tony is itching to throw me out. I need an answer.” Lowering his voice to almost a whisper he asks. “Do we have a deal or not?”
    I swallow the thick knot in my throat. “What makes you think Cherie will even allow us to continue working together?”
    “Don’t worry about Cherie,” he mutters. “I can be very persuasive. The last thing she wants is to call attention to any problems, and the fact that I am one of her largest accounts, would make it even worse. Pulling you off this job will raise a few heads and cause unneeded chatter among the staff. Trust me, she’ll be on board.”
    The pounding in my head is making it hard to think clearly. I hate being forced into situations I know will later bite me in the ass. More than that, I hate that he is right on all accounts. I can’t afford to have office gossip circulating around about me. My co-workers would see it as a sign of weakness and circle around me like a shark smelling blood in the water. Charity would be the worst.
    Not happening.
    I lean my head back against the wall and close my eyes. Breathing deeply, I give myself a mental pep talk, promising myself that I am strong enough to handle this...to handle him .
    “Fine,” I snap unhappily. “I agree.”
    My answer is met by complete silence. Long seconds tick away. When no other sound besides our breathing can be heard, I slowly crack one eye open. Daemon looks like a kid who just got his first ever Christmas present. His wide unabashed smile, and cocky demeanor, want to make me eat my words, but I can’t. I might hate his proposal, but I can also see its benefits. If I play my cards right, not only will I save my job and reputation, but I will get a clean path away from Daemon, with no resistance.
    Leaning in, he goes to