Saddler at Stake by Nicole Rodrigues

Rafael Silva
The Spanish God that I just spilled my coffee all over in the elevator, strides into the room, knowing every woman in this office is picturing him as her lunch, I know I am. Until he winks at me with that arrogant smirk and I steel myself. The memory of that smirk all summer my senior year, spending every waking moment with my father’s exchange student intern hits me. Mother f–
Competing against the asshole that ten years ago, taught me things that would make a stripper blush? Done. Pretending that him high tailing it out of here, never to be heard from again didn’t break me? Doable. Avoiding the desire to lick him from head to toe? Working on it. Doing it without falling into his bed? Not so much.
Rochelle Saddler
My bosses daughter that stole my heart on my trip to the United States when I was younger, grew into a siren. When she dropped to her knees in the elevator, furiously rubbing the coffee off my pants, I almost lost my self control. Working alongside her again, competing against her is what I’ve waited for all these years. I may have left the first time princesa, but this time I’m staying…for good.