It had almost been a week since Ava had accepted Zanes offer. She was surprised at how quickly she had got accustomed to her new life. She had started to think of the room in the mansion as home, started to get to know other people of Zane’s organisation besides Zane, Jax, Ben and Ryder. Everyone had treated her with respect and had been mindful of not invading her space. It was the one thing Ava still had an issue with. She tensed up as soon as men got to close to her. Well, not Zane. For some reason he was the exception to the rule. She even had a hard time if Ryder or Tom got to close. But her body didn’t see Zane as a threat. Instead, it seemed to crave his touch. And boy did he touch her. After not doing anything the Sunday after their first sexual encounter, Zane had changed again and now they had developed a routine. It consisted of them eating breakfast together, then they would go to Zane’s office where he would work, and she read or texted with Gabriel or surfed around looki

"You have a secretary?” Ava asked as they were walking along the bar. She had never seen a secretary during the week she had been in his life. Zane made a gesture towards Veronica that she should met them at the other end of the bar before answering Ava.“Of course I do. Ryder is my secretary.”“Ryder?” Ava turned around and looked at the man that were following them.“Yes,” Zane said with a smile. “You don’t think he can do it?”“No, It’s not that. I just thought he was your bodyguard,” Ava said.“He is, he is both.”“But you have him following me around. How can he help you if he is doing that?”“He and Tom are my best and most trusted men, of course I used them for your protection. His duties as my secretary aren’t that heavy,” Zane told her as they stopped by the end of the bar where Veronica joined them. “I tasted your drink, we enjoyedf it. I would like it to put it on the drink list. Any objections?” Zane asked Veronica. Veronica looked at him in surprise and then at Ava. Ava s

“Angel.” The soft word rolled over Ava, and she looked up at Zane. He stood in the doorway of the room, looking at her. “Yes?” she asked.“Why haven’t you moved?” “Oh, I don’t really know. I need to start cleaning my room,” she said. Her mind was a little foggy. She hadn’t had the best of days, and her reserve energy was about to deplete. She needed to make sure she could sleep in her bed before she crashed. “Angel, you won’t have to clean that up. Anna will sort it out,” Zane told her as he took a step into the room and closed the door behind him. “I can’t let her do that. It’s late, and she has already been working the whole day,” Ava objected. A smile curved Zane’s lip. “She will do it tomorrow. I’m not a slavedriver.”“But where will I sleep?” she asked, confused. “You can stay right here with me tonight. Just sleeping.” She looked at him. She was confused. This was his private room, no one but him was allowed here. “Don’t look so surprised, angel. Go on and take a shower, o

Zane’s firm hands lifted Ava up from his lap and helped her wrap her legs tightly around him. Without ending the kiss, Zane stood up and Ava clung to him like a spider monkey. His hands supported her by grabbing her ass and helped her continue to grind against him. “Remembered what we talked about the second night at the club?” Zane asked Ava. He sounded out of breath.“If I don’t want to continue, I say ‘stop’,” Ava said. In her mind, she thought that there was no way she was going to use that word. “That’s right but let’s use a different word, if you feel we should stop, say three. Can you remember that angel?” Zane used a serious voice.“Three means stop,” she told him.“Good girl, promise me you will use it if you need to.”“Promise,” she told him. “I promised you a reward.” Zane gave her one of his sexy smirks, and Ava wondered when she had started to think of them as sexy. Her thoughts was interrupted by another soul igniting kiss. Ava could feel Zane’s hands let go of her a

Ava was sitting on Zane’s bed, waiting for him to return from her room. He was refusing to let her go into it until it had been cleaned and put together again. She didn’t care what Zane told her. He was sweet. Ava had told him what she would like to wear, and she was hoping the outfit was still in one piece. “It looked to be untouched, so I think it will be fine,” Zane said as he walked into the room, holding a dress bag and her makeup. “Thank you, I will be quick,” she told him and took the things from him and walked into the bathroom. Something seemed different with Zane today, Ava thought. She couldn’t put her finger on what. Maybe he was a little uneasy about her sleeping in his bed. She had chosen her dress because it made her feel powerful and in control. She suspected she needed it if she was to sit in on this meeting. It was a white, knee-length, bodycon dress with halter nek. The back was bare. Ava felt it had become her signature. She liked the subtle way of showing skin a