Diablo Blanco Club: Unfair Advantage Read Online Free Page B

to go over the details for the King party, correct?”
    She nodded. “Yes.”
    “And you’re probably going to go to your sister’s and talk to her about my proposal, right?”
    “More than likely.”
    “Okay then.” He settled his hands on the back of the chair. “That gives you eighteen hours to think over my offer. When you come out to the Folly tomorrow afternoon, give me your answer.”
    She hesitated to ask but knew it needed to be broached. “What if I decide I can’t agree?”
    The green of his eyes darkened. His expression grew blank, as if the amusement he’d found participating in their test of wills had been wiped away. “Then I’ll have to consider tendering my resignation.”
    “But—”
    He shook his head. “I’ll have to, Lawrence.” The fingers of his left hand cupped her chin, sending tremors of awareness skittering through her, tingling along her nerve endings and pooling in the heated center of her body. “I need someone who knows why my days are taken up with work and my nights as well. Someone who is just as dedicated to making this company more than it is without losing the integrity my namesake built it on. I can’t recall meeting any other woman with those qualities in the last few years. Except you.”
    “You’re taking unfair advantage,” she grumbled, knowing he was attempting to manipulate her decision. The fact that her body was in favor of immediately agreeing didn’t make holding off and thinking the matter through any easier.
    The grin he gave her was unrepentant. “I’m a businessman, Lawrence. And there’s nothing fair about business.”
    * * *
    Mattie stared at the entrance to the Diablo Blanco Club. She’d called and canceled dinner with her sister and come here instead. In fact, for the last eight years, when she couldn’t fight her curiosity, she’d drive by and occasionally stop. On those nights, she sat in this same spot, sometimes for hours, sometimes just a few minutes, wondering just how wild things could be inside the infamous Club. On Halloween it was worse, because she knew a single request could produce one of the exclusive invitations to the Midnight Masquerade.
    Now chances were she’d never see the inside of the Club. If she accepted Bryce’s proposal, she doubted he’d escort her inside. She didn’t know what frustrated her more, knowing that her own insecurities had kept her trapped from exploring a sexuality that drew her, or the fact that Bryce didn’t feel she was capable of meeting the needs of his Dominant side. His proposal had been direct and clear: a marriage that included sex, but nothing that would create a negative image to the board of directors. Translated, that meant no bondage play, discipline, or trips through the doors she’d dreamed about entering for years.
    The tap at the passenger side window had Mattie turning her attention and thoughts from the man connected to the edifice in front of her to the woman shaking her head at her from outside the truck. Pressing the button, she unlocked the door and waited for her older sister to scramble into the seat.
    “I thought I’d find you here.” Lyssa twisted sideways in her seat and leaned against the closed door.
    “What’s up?”
    “You tell me; you were the one to cancel dinner. I was hoping to hear about the date you had last night.” Curling one leg under her, Lyssa pushed the strands of blonde hair that had come loose from her ponytail behind her ears.
    “I had some thinking to do.” Mattie grimaced. “And as for the date, don’t remind me.”
    “Didn’t go well?” Concern lit her sister’s blue eyes as she waited for an answer.
    “Let’s just say his idea of dessert and mine differed.”
    “Bastard.” Lyssa turned to glance at the building. “I’ll bet it isn’t as scary as you imagine.”
    “Probably not.” Mattie shrugged. Arm propped on the door frame and head resting in her palm, she watched as a couple approached the broad double doors. “But