Pleasing Him: The Complete Series (An Alpha Billionaire Romance) Read Online Free PDF

given what the two of them had just done together.
    Her heart ached, and not because she would have to find a way to make up the money she would now lose, but because of him…
    She shook her head, and then accidentally muttered out loud, “What was I thinking?”
    She promised herself she would never put herself in a position with another man where she could get this hurt again. And yet here she was, completely screwed over because she had opened herself up to a total stranger.
    He was sick. Sadistic. Everything she had read about him online was right.
    Taylor turned to leave, and Stein added, “One more thing.” But Taylor couldn’t take one more thing ; she was about to burst into tears in front of her boss.
    “Yes?”
    “Marcus has asked that you deliver a personal apology to him. He asked for your contact information so I gave it to him. I hope that was okay, given the raucous you caused yesterday.”
    Her boss went on, “He actually demanded all of this. Marcus said without these consequences in place, it would be his expectation that the department let you go permanently, or we would be forced to forfeit his financial support.”
    Taylor’s eyes fluttered about a thousand times in less than a second. Her body felt like it was going into shock.
    No way. She couldn’t face that man again.
    “Again, if it were up to me…” her boss’s voice trailed off. Because the truth was, if it was up to her Taylor might be fired anyway. They both knew that.
    Taylor couldn’t move at first. “Run along now, I have a ton of shit to catch up on after yesterday’s mess. I’ll wait to get clearance from Marcus. When I do, I’ll contact H.R. and let them know you may return in exactly six weeks from today.
    Taylor lowered her head and walked out of her boss’s office.
    This just can’t be happening. What’s wrong with that man? Or better yet, what’s wrong with me for ever getting involved with him to begin with?
    She was a wreck, knowing that she’d have to face him if she was to have any chance of saving her job. She hated that he thought he could just barge into her world like this, have his way with her, and then take away her job.
    But he could. Colton Marcus seemed to be able to whatever he wanted to.
    He did me, after all .
    Not anymore . She was going to set this man straight, even if it meant losing her job. No man would rob her of her dignity ever again, not even over her dead body.
    She left Baldpate’s creative writing department building and walked towards her car. It was as if he had eyes everywhere she went, because the moment she reached for her keys, her phone started to vibrate in her leopard purse.
    It was him .
    The text was straight to the point, exactly as she would expect from a man like him:
    CORNER OF COMMONWEALTH AVE AND BEACON ST. 10:30
    Her pulse sped up as she read his text one last time; this was her version of pinching herself to make sure she wasn’t dreaming. And just as she started to put her phone back into her purse, it vibrated again:
    DON’T BE LATE .
    She was furious, that much she knew. But what wasn’t clear was why she felt something else altogether.
    Excited .
    No Taylor, remember what he did to you. What he’s doing to you still.
    There was no way to justify any emotion right now other than pure anger, and she was determined to remember that as she walked towards her destination.
    She stopped and did a quick once over in the reflection of a jewelry store window. She brushed through her blonde curls, put on fresh red lipstick, adjusted her white blazer, pressed any visible wrinkles out of her brown cami, and picked off any traces of lint that clung to her black skirt.
    She stopped for a split second and realized what she was doing, trying to look her best for a man she never wanted to see again. Taylor purposefully tried to wrinkle her cami, as if somehow that would serve as evidence that she would remain strong when it came time to face him.
    She arrived at the required