I turned on my heels to look at her. I didn’t have staff besides the security guards and driver, but I didn’t tell her that. I was too enraged by the idea of one of them actually seeing her.

It had been dark in the car ride over, and I insisted on driving Addi here myself, but security did their rounds often and there was no telling what they would see.

With a huff, I tore my jacket off and placed it over her shoulders. The teasing smile she gave me was enough to make my cock twitch.

Fuck, I want her.

Knowing she tried to ruin me made me want her even more somehow. I wanted to fuck her until she was begging me to stop. To pound into that sweet pussy until she was a sobbing mess and apologizing for her brattiness.

The only thing stopping me was the mountain of work waiting for me because I decided to drop two million on Mercer’s daughter.

I had broken my own rules. Don’t bid on any of the women. I was the owner, for fuck’s sake. It was almost embarrassing for me to bid on my own product.

“This is the dining room,” I said and turned back, ignoring her muttered Obviously. “Past there is the kitchen. I’m taking you to your bedroom on the third floor where you can rest.”

“You mean you’re not going to fuck me tonight?” she asked as she trailed behind me. I made no effort to explain any of the first-floor rooms, already too amped up by her presence.

I need to get her upstairs and away from me so I can think.

“Unlike some people, I actually have to work,” I replied as I climbed the stairs, taking the steps two at a time only to reach the top and see Addi taking her sweet ass time.

“At midnight, Warren?” she asked, amusement flashing across her eyes.

“Yes, Addi, at midnight,” I growled before going down a few stairs. I meant to pick her up and carry her to the third floor so I could leave her there. Far away from me.

What I hadn’t expected was for her to place her hand on the bare part of my chest as I reached her and slide her fingers inside my shirt. “Warren… You’re a horrible fucking liar.”

My hand shot out to grab her neck, needing her closer. Rage and lust roared inside me. After fantasizing about her so many times, all I could think about was fucking her over and over again. Making her come so many times that she was delirious and begging for forgiveness.

All the years of pent-up anger and frustrated need for her were eating me alive.

And just as I was about to bring my lips to hers, she placed two fingers between them.

It was the last straw.

Fuck it.