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Another time.”
“Yes. Thank you for dinner, it was fabulous.”
“Any time.”
    She kissed him on the cheek and got into the cab, relieved that he had not suggested sharing the cab, or suggested seeing her home himself. She felt slightly uncomfortable about the evening. She was not going away for the weekend but she did not want to become involved with him. Hot though he was, she was not drawn to him like she was Daniel, she couldn’t be honest with him about herself, she didn’t do office relationships, and more than anything else, she could not take her mind off what Daniel had done to her earlier in the day.
     
    Chapter Eight
    The rest of the week passed agonisingly slowly it seemed. She tried to ensure she was sociable with the team without giving the wrong impression to Jake. She ploughed through her work, eager to ensure Daniel had no complaints when he returned. She continued to sneak into his office every day, photocopying his files and returning them; his absence giving her the perfect opportunity. Each night she would take the copies home and study them. If only she could access his computer she might find things on there of much more use to her, but she couldn’t very well ask Chris the IT guy to give her access, and she had no clue how to hack into it. She thought with amusement that she had spent all this time at college gaining admin skills when really what she needed was computer hacking skills. Though she spent hours each night at home going through the files, she thought ruefully that it may have been better hiring an investigator who could decipher the information she had and search for irregularities. The penalty for industrial espionage was a prison sentence, but that wasn’t her purpose, she wasn’t doing it on behalf of his competitors. This was personal.
    On the first day of his absence she went to get his notebook from the book shelf, the one she had found that contained so much pain, but it was gone, he had removed it.
At moments when she was in his room she would recall what he had done to her there, his overpowering presence, and his restrained dark sexuality. Her thoughts went to the night of the charity gala, of him fucking the anonymous woman. Was he doing that now just as she thought of him, wherever he was? Violent feelings of jealousy flooded her, the thought of him doing that with another woman sickening her. 
     
    She spent the weekend ploughing through the photocopies of his files; information about clients, deals, searching in desperation for proof of any wrongdoing, anything that she could pin on him, consumed by thoughts of revenge to stem and prevent the other forbidden feelings of jealousy and primal craving for his hands on her. The sooner she got what she needed, the sooner she could escape this grip of madness that was overtaking her life.
     
    Chapter Nine
    Daniel was in Geneva; in a hotel that looked like a castle, receiving five star treatment. He had concluded his business here and had just returned from dinner with an old friend he attended boarding school with, now a successful banker here in Geneva. It had been a very pleasant evening, his host amiable company and though they spoke of the old days, they did not dwell on them. They talked more of business and current affairs. Though his friend could have supplied him with any number of willing female distractions, Daniel declined the offer and returned to his hotel room alone. His thoughts had been unusually occupied with Madeline. He couldn’t put his finger on it but there was something deep inside her that she did not display to the outside world, a part of her that she kept hidden, glimpses of it showing only when she lost her temper. He wanted to know what lay beneath. He wanted to break her down, delve into her. Just the thought of her now, the fire in her eyes that hid her true nature, made him hard thinking about her and he unzipped the pants of his tailored suit, pulled out his cock and began to stroke