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it. But he’d never expected to hear that lovely noise come out of Bella Bayne.
    Especially not calling out his name.
    He let his hand fall from where he’d been about to knock on her door. He still hadn’t fed her yet, and in all the excitement, he hadn’t realized it until his own stomach reminded him.
    There was no way he was knocking now. His cock was hard enough to rip his fly open if he so much as breathed too deeply.
    It was better to leave now, before he saw the flush of her arousal staining her cheeks, and forgot he couldn’t fuck his boss. He didn’t know how long he’d last before he gave in to his need to come, but he knew that when he did, he’d be remembering the sound of Bella calling his name.

Chapter Five
    B ella had woken up in Victor’s guest closet, shivering with both cold and fear. She couldn’t remember the dream that had driven her to cower and hide, but that didn’t make it any less humiliating. Or any less frightening.
    She was furious for reasons she refused to acknowledge—reasons too big for her to allow them to distract her now, while so much was at stake. She used that anger now, channeling it into a tightly controlled bundle of energy she burned to fuel her muscles.
    Sweat dripped from her chin as she faced her opponent in the sparring ring, but she didn’t dare stop to wipe it away. If she did, Adam Brink would pounce.
    Now that she knew Adam was Gage’s brother, she could see the similarities in them. They were both tall and lean, with sharp, angular features and keen minds. She’d once thought of Adam as her enemy, but he had since proved himself a formidable ally. Not only had he saved the life of more than one of Bella’s employees, he’d also made her friend and tech goddess Mira a very happy, very satisfied woman. So much so that Bella ignored the fact that Adam and Mira were breaking several company rules with their engagement and frequent bouts of monkey sex in the server room.
    If only Bella could ignore those rules herself long enough to see if Victor was as tasty as he appeared. Maybe then she’d be able to get some decent sleep.
    A sigh of longing slipped past her lips.
    Adam moved so fast Bella hardly saw it coming. She was too slow to stop his attack, which earned her a position with her face pinned against the sparring mat.
    â€œYou’re distracted today,” Adam said with complete calm. None of the heat of their practice battle seemed to touch him.
    Her elbow and shoulder begged for him to release her arm, which was currently twisted behind her back with great force. Talking with her cheek smooshed against the mat was hard, but she managed. “I let you pin me.”
    He immediately let her go, lifting her back to her feet with one graceful tug. Behind him, not twenty feet away, stood Victor, watching her.
    He was shirtless, showing off a body meant for a woman’s hands. And her tongue.
    Lean, functional muscles gleamed with sweat under the gym’s lights. His shorts gave her a clear view of his long, strong legs. Even as tall as she was, as ripped as she forced herself to stay for her own safety, she knew without a doubt that there was more than enough room on his thighs for her to snuggle up in his lap.
    The fact that the word
snuggle
even entered her vocabulary was proof of just how sleep-deprived she was. Women like her didn’t snuggle. They trained and worked and issued orders. They strategized and did paperwork and kicked ass when the need arose. Which was often.
    The sharp sting of Adam’s hand against her shoulder refocused her attention.
    â€œDoes someone need a nap?” he asked.
    This time Bella kept her gaze where it belonged—on her opponent—and made her move. Adam let her think she had the upper hand right up to the point where she landed flat on her back, her body completely immobilized beneath his.
    The smell of his sweat invaded her nose. A sick swell