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needed this.”
    He wanted to take her there and then, bend her over, pull down her panties and pound her hard. But, despite his intense arousal, he was also aware that his office door was not locked, that he had a client due at any moment and more than that this was not something that he wished to rush. He wanted to take his time with her.
    He stepped back from her, looking at her for a moment or two, exposed to him, before pushing down her dress and covering her back up.
    “Go and do some work. I have a meeting now.”
    She stood for a few seconds, embarrassed by her acquiescence, unwilling to turn around to face him. She moved but kept her face turned straight ahead avoiding him, walking quickly out of the room.
     
    In solitude awaiting his client Daniel contemplated the layers of Madeline’s character. Physically he wanted to take her, but mentally too she challenged him unusually, and to him, that excited him much more.
    Madeline sat at her desk, stunned. Had he really just done that? Why had she acquiesced so readily? This wasn’t part of the plan; it was nothing like it.
    She thought back to the diary she had found. It was his. There was no doubt. She knew that was his handwriting. She could never have imagined that a man of his confidence and assurity, a man able to so easily flick his emotions from aroused to instantly cold, would have within him such depth of feeling, a world of pain within his outer shell that he kept hidden with mastery.
    Her opinion of him was shifting each day that she learned more about him and his behaviour. He was a complex puzzle, nothing like the image of him from afar that she had carried with her for years. The callousness disregard and nonchalance of his persona hid a psyche shattered by pain.
    As the day progressed Madeline was caught in the uncertainty of what would happen between them next. Fear desire and confusion formed a conflict of emotional turbulence that she felt overwhelming.
She saw an email pop up from Daniel.
    “I will be away on business until next Wednesday.”
    It was Thursday today. He was going to be gone a week. He had not told her of this before, and it had not been in his diary. 
    For the rest of the afternoon she expected him to come into her office but at seven pm she still had not seen him and he sent an email shortly after, listing the things he required her to do whilst he was away. She replied assuring him she would see to them. All very impersonal, given what had happened earlier in the day.
    She continued to work, staying until well after eight. She told herself it was because he had given her a huge workload to get through, but what she didn’t acknowledge was that she hoped he would come to her. Regardless, he didn’t, and she eventually called it a night. He hadn’t said goodbye and she felt flat walking home, a sadness clinging to her.
     
    Chapter Seven
    The next day she found it easier to concentrate and managed to get through a large amount of the tasks left for her and the day flew by.  At times she drifted to thinking about what he had written in the diary, the sentiments so contrary to the confident cold man she saw each day.
    As she was leaving, Jake, one of the guys in the broker team who she had gone out with a couple of nights ago, was still at his desk.
    “Hey Maddy, you leaving?” he shouted over to her.
    Blonde, blue eyed and lithe, he could have passed for a Californian surfer.
    “Yes. Goodnight.”
    “I’ll leave with you; it’s getting late.”
    He grabbed the jacket off the back of his chair and caught up with her.
    “D’you fancy a bite to eat? There’s a great Lebanese restaurant just nearby. “
She looked at him unsure.
    “Beats a TV dinner Maddy.” He smiled encouragingly. “Or have you got plans already?”
    She thought about it for a moment, and realised he was right,  a TV dinner was in fact what she would be having; she saw no harm going with him and she was interested to find out what Lebanese food was