Taken By Him (Obsessed With Him, Book Four) Read Online Free Page B

to Jessa as they passed by in the hallway outside, his voice
low and gruff, hers loud and flirty.
    It was around lunchtime when a man knocked on
the open door of the office.
    “Oh,” he said when he saw me.   “I’m sorry, I’m looking for Colt.”
    “I’m not sure where he is,” I said.   “I can try to find him if you
want.”   I started to get up, but the
man motioned for me to stay seated.
    “That’s okay,” he said, wandering into the
office and plopping down in one of the chairs sitting in front of the
desk.   “I can talk to him later.”
    He was about thirty, attractive, with dark
blonde hair and a perfectly cut suit.  
    “Oh,” I said.   “Um, okay.”
    “Who are you?”
    “I’m Olivia,” I said.   “I’m Colt’s secretary.”
    He grinned.   “Secretary, eh?   Is that what Colt’s calling them these
days?”
    Before I could figure out a response, Colt
appeared in the doorway.   He took in
the scene, his eyes darkening into a black storm.  
    “Joseph,” he said.   “What are you doing here?”
    “I brought you an offer,” Joseph said, making
no move to get up from his chair.
    “Not interested,” Colt said, not even bothering
to try and hide his annoyance.   “Is
there anything else?”
    Joseph rolled his eyes and then winked at
me.   “This guy,” he said, pointing
at Colt.   “Olivia, can you let him
know that selling this place could be a cash windfall?”
    I frowned and looked at Colt.   “You’re thinking of selling the club?”
“No,” Colt said at the same time Joseph said,   “He should be.”
    Joseph shook his head, then pulled out a
briefcase and popped it open.   He
pulled out a crisp sheet of paper and set it down on the desk.
    I couldn’t help but notice the number on the
front of the page.  
    Three million dollars.
    Holy shit.
    “Is there anything else I can do for you?” Colt
asked, his tone making it clear he didn’t want to do anything else for Joseph
and definitely wouldn’t even if Joseph were to ask.
“Mr. Personality this guy, huh, Olivia?” Joseph asked me.
    I laughed.   “Tell me about it.”
    I saw the annoyance flash on Colt’s face.
    Joseph stood up and grabbed his briefcase.   “Let me know if you change your mind,
Colt.”  
    “I won’t change my mind.”
    “It was nice to meet you, Olivia,” Joseph
said.   “I hope to see you again.”
    “Yeah, you too,” I said, giving him a smile.
    As soon as he was gone, Colt turned to me.   “I don’t want you talking to him.”
“What?”
    “You heard me.   I don’t want you talking to him.”
    “I don’t even know him.”
    “I don’t care.   If he comes back, call me immediately.”
    “Why?” I asked.
    “Because he’s a dick.”
    “What did he do?”
    “Did he try to hit on you?”
    “No, he didn’t try to hit on me,” I said.   “I hardly even know the guy, he came in
and asked for you.   He was only here
for like two minutes before you got here.   He seems nice.”
    “Yeah, well, he’s not.”
    “Oh my God,” I said, swiveling around in my
chair so I could face him straight-on .   “Are you… are you jealous?”
    “I don’t get jealous,” he said.
    “You seem jealous.”
    “I’m not,” he growled.   “If I want something, I take it.”   He crossed the room and picked up the
piece of paper Joseph had left sitting on the desk.
    “Three million dollars is a lot of money,” I
said.   “How much is still left on
the mortgage?”
    “It’s paid off.”
    “Wow.”   I shook my head and stood up, made my way to the mini-fridge in the
corner of the room and pulled out a can of Diet Coke.   I cracked open the can and took a sip.   “If you sold, you’d be a millionaire.”
    “I’m already a millionaire.”
    He said it so cavalier, so casual that it made
my heart ache.   What would that be
like, I wondered, to have the money to be able to do whatever you wanted, to be
able to create whatever life you desired?
    “Yeah, but