Free Attorneys at Law - Drake by Allie Williams Page B

answer. Drake knew about Ethan’s need for kink, and a visit to Club Sensation was not only long overdue, it would do wonders for the man.
     
    “I know about the club Ethan, I’ve known since I hired you. No judgments here…go, take care of yourself and I’ll see you Monday, and in case you wondered it’s not an option. Just make sure before you leave tonight that all of your cases are handed over to my group, and that Anna knows to report to me first thing tomorrow morning, seven o’clock sharp.” Drake stood and walked out not giving Ethan a chance to respond.

C HAPTER T HREE
     
    DRAKE WAS IN his office a little after six the next morning to ensure he was ready when Anna arrived. After the way their first “meeting” had gone he had a feeling this morning would be interesting. At exactly seven o’clock there was a knock on his office door. Looked like Anna knew how to be on time.
     
    “Enter.” Drake spoke and looked up to see Anna enter his office. He had briefly seen her the day that Ethan tried to introduce them, but this was the first time he had a chance to actually take in his fill. She was tall and slender with dark blonde hair, hazel eyes, curves in all the right places. Definitely his type; maybe he should reconsider his policy of not dating employees. Then again, he had never really dated women; for years it had always been just one night of hot and heavy sex.
     
    Anna entered Drake Murphy’s office and suddenly felt like the preverbal bug under the microscope. She had only seen him a few times since the day he refused to shake her hand, but he always seemed to stalk through the office like a panther after his prey. Right now his eyes were locked on hers and the solid black orbs held a heat she could only identify as desire. Their conversation had not even begun and she felt she was already in trouble. There was just something about the man, beyond his good looks, that intrigued her and she had a feeling she was going to find out exactly what it was.
     
    Drake Murphy definitely fit into the gorgeous category; well over six-foot tall, dark brown hair, dark bedroom eyes, and she would bet a perfectly chiseled body underneath that tailored suit. There was also something dangerous about the man, an edge of some sort, the kind that screamed he most likely took what he wanted, when he wanted. Right now he looked like he wanted her, and if that was the case, he was in for a rude awakening; she would not get involved with her boss.
     
    “You asked to see me Mr. Murphy?” Anna said, hoping she had added the right amount of annoyance and sass to her voice. She wouldn’t let him know how much he affected her.
     
    “Sit down.” Drake ordered and waited for Anna to take a seat.
     
    “Would a please be too much to ask?” She would normally label someone like Drake rude, but she somehow knew better. The man emanated a power that she suspected most people just followed without question. Well, not her!
     
    “I said sit down, Ms. Thompson! You will find out rather quickly I expect my requests to be followed, if it helps, consider it an order.” Sure enough he instantly saw her body tense and eyes flair with defiance as well as need. A need she most likely didn't realize she had. Drake hadn’t had a challenge in a long time; he was definitely going to enjoy this.
     
    Not moving and standing straighter, Anna began to reply, “Look Mr. Murphy, I understand you’re the boss here, but being rude and disrespectful…” Anna didn’t get to finish her sentence. Drake abruptly stood from his desk and the panther she had only witnessed before began to stalk in her direction. She should run, she knew that, but she was rooted to the spot where she stood.
     
    Drake rounded his desk and approached Anna. She had raised her chin and stood in place, she was putting up a front so he would believe she was unaffected, but he knew better, she wanted him. He knew that sounded egotistical, but he was right. He