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the table and sat. Maxwell was pleased. The little mouse didn’t hide even as she’d submitted to Darren’s command. She looked him straight in the eye, the war within herself clear. Across the table, Darren moved his satchel and leaned his hip against the table within reach of Elle.
    Maxwell tried to put her at ease. No reason to scare her off so quickly. They’d just begun. Keep it light and on track. “How long have you worked for Fred?”
    Elle cleared her throat. “Three years.”
    “Has he ever made a move on you?”
    Her eyes widened and the color drained from her face. “Me? No. Never!”
    Darren raised an eyebrow at her response. Obviously, this woman had no idea how tempting she was. Maxwell wondered for a moment just how innocent and naïve she really was. Surely, she wasn’t a—
    “Virgin?”
    Damn Darren for his British crassness! Elle certainly reacted to it though. That flush was back and fire flashed in her eyes. Oh, good God, if she looked like that in a stuffy board room, how she would look chained to his bed, that fire and those damn dimples winking at him.
    “Excuse me, but I don’t think that’s an appropriate question. What is this about? Is Fred in trouble?”
    “Settle down.” Maxwell lowered his voice and spoke calmly. Leave it to Darren to uncover the most delicious parts of a woman. He’d have to keep everyone on business or things would go downhill if he wasn’t careful. “We’re here to look over the last six months of work. There are some oddities in the financials. Of course Fred is under scrutiny, as is everyone else that works here.”
    Elle thought that over, worrying her lower lip, naked of the gloss and sheen she’d worn earlier. That pink little tongue of hers must have licked it all off. “What do you need from me?”
    Maxwell held back his response and tried to draw his gaze away from the fantasy he was creating around those plump lips and wicked tongue of hers. She’d unwittingly just offered him exactly what he wanted— an opening. Too bad business had to remain business. If he was going to seduce her and break her, he had to get this issue with Fred out of the way as soon as possible.
    Luckily, Darren had no such qualms and picked up the conversation before Maxwell made the first move. “Right now, if you can just help gather the invoices and expenses for the last six months. We’ll also need to schedule appointments. You know, that sort of thing.”
    To Maxwell’s chagrin the passion and fire that had sparked in those green eyes dimmed and her business face came back into play. This was what he needed; Elle, the professional. Calm, cool and efficient. Not the fiery woman tempting him with those glimpses of innocence and heat.
    Elle nodded. “Sure. No problem. Please, just let me know what you need.”
    Darren flashed that wicked glance that Maxwell knew so well. Little did Elle know but she’d just sealed her fate. The question was, which one of them would break her?
    Before Maxwell could pull himself from his thoughts, Elle left, taking the cups and trash with her.
    “Damn, Maxwell. Tell me she didn’t just take the cups and trash?”
    Fuck, maybe she wasn’t as submissive as they thought. This might be the worst idea they’d ever had, but Maxwell wasn’t giving up. “Southern hospitality only goes so far. We’ll know.”
    Darren’s eyes narrowed with too much insight for Maxwell’s comfort. “Will we, old man?”
    Maxwell returned his look and shrugged. “I can’t leave it alone. She’s different.”
    “Don’t let your dick make the decision. She’s too innocent. One misstep and we’ll break her, and I won’t have that on my conscience.”
    Maxwell looked at his friend and really thought about what he was asking. They’d been lovers once, long ago. Darren had thought to seduce him and they’d ended up friends. Together they’d dominated and broken more submissives than he could count. But Darren was wary—the usual confidence