Playing Dirty: Windy City Kink, Book 3 Read Online Free Page A

Stennis Building unit.”
    “Yeah. Got that too.”
    “You’ll call her this morning?”
    “Right away, boss.”
    “Call me back as soon as you talk to her.”
    “Will do.”
    “Thanks. Good job, Brad.”
    Raff ended the call and leaned back in his chair. He closed his eyes. What the fuck was he doing? His team would think he was nuts.
    Maybe he was.
    But he’d never given a shit what anyone thought of him.
    Paige Nelson’s image was seared into his brain. As was the husky softness of her voice and the scent of her perfume—something exotic and vaguely tropical, like coconut and sandalwood, intriguing in the middle of winter in Chicago.
    He had no idea what it was about her that had instantly made him want her. He usually went for women who had lots of hair, lots of tits and ass, and long legs. He had no idea what Paige’s legs were like. When he’d first laid eyes on her, she had her pant leg jacked up, but a knee-high boot beneath it revealed only her knee, which had been scratched.
    He shook his head. That should not have been attractive to him, but she’d looked so damn cute.
    Her ass was sweet, from what he’d seen in the pants she was wearing, although she was a bit on the skinny side. Her beige turtleneck sweater had clung to small breasts. And she had short hair. Blonde, which he liked, but cut into an almost pixie-short style, although her bangs were long enough to brush her eyelashes and make those huge blue eyes look fucking amazing.
    Her face was delicate, with fine bone structure like the rest of her—small ears, a short nose, high cheekbones and an almost-pointy chin.
    There was something about her, something that appealed to him, grabbing him by the guts and squeezing. Glimpses of sweetness and vulnerability in those gray-blue eyes with long eyelashes. Hints of shadows, but also strength.
    Yeah, he wanted her. And it had been a fuck of a long time since he hadn’t gotten what he wanted.
    A rueful smile tugged at his lips. Arrogant much?
    Whatever. It was true. When he put his mind to something, he accomplished what he wanted to. Okay, so this was different. She was a woman, a young, beautiful, apparently successful woman. She clearly had a mind of her own.
    Although he was well aware she hadn’t been unaffected by him. He’d sensed her interest and her attraction, but also her nervousness. What was that about? He frowned.
    His executive assistant appeared in his open office door. “I need you to sign off on these reports,” Mark said. “Paul and Ravi will be here for your nine o’clock meeting right away.”
    Raff’s days started early with catching up on news, both local and global, and going through emails, anything that Mark hadn’t been able to deal with. Then it was usually meetings, although as often as he could, he liked to get out and check on projects himself. The company was so big now he had to rely on his team to keep him up updated for the most part.
    Today he had a lunch scheduled with Gerold Bloomberg, the alderman currently chairing the Zoning and Building Standards Committee, to discuss some changes to municipal zoning laws. Raff needed to maintain the relationship, which had been somewhat strained after Raff lured one of Bloomberg’s key staff to come work for him. It was always a benefit to have someone on board with extensive background in zoning, compliance, permitting and municipal government.
    He signed the reports and Mark took them away as Ravi and Paul walked into his office to review the status of the Lakeview West project. Ravi was the vice president overseeing the project and Paul was Senior Vice President of Construction.
    Raff was not amused to hear about potential delays because of labor issues at the construction site. “That building is fully leased already,” Raff said. “We can’t have any delays. The contracts all include stiff penalties for missed completion dates.”
    “I’m aware of that,” Paul said calmly. “We’re working on