Billionaire Twins: Two The Hard Way
you give that commitment to me? ”
    He doesn’t say what that one thing is that would prevent me from being any kind of partner. He stands, and holy shit he’s tall, six three I guess, and those long legs just goes on and on. My clit is quivering and my panties are soaking.
    He walks from around his desk and circles me and stop and look down on me. The way he’s looking at me and from what I hear about him I expect him to ask me to suck his dick. Then he walks and faces his wide floor to ceiling windows, as he gazes out at the Manhattan skyline, puts his hands in both pockets, and turns to me.
    “You will stay on here but I don’t think it’s time to make you a non-equity partner.” I open my mouth to state my case and he continues, “You are too young and not seasoned enough.”
    “What do you mean not seasoned?” Does he mean he hasn’t had a chance to get into my panties, and until then, I will be marinating until he’s ready for me.
    “Where have you been? I thought I knew everyone on my payroll,” he says standing near me, and my eyes are in range with his cock. It’s big and he knows it.
    “Obviously not. I guess one did get away,” I say to him my voice dry. I’ve more courage since I’m not getting the job I want, so what the hell. I glance at him turn my mouth to the side with the look of, I heard about you, you gorgeous hunk with the big cock. But you’ll never get your chance at me especially since I have all the qualifications but one. “What is this one qualification I’m lacking you’re talking about? Maybe I can work on it.”
    “He looks at me with a sly grin, raises one eyebrow. “If you choose to remain here you will definitely work on it.”
    “But how will I know what to work on if you don’t tell me.”
    “That will be all, Miss Adams. I think you have work to do.” I look at him and stand. I reach his shoulder. He stands in my way and I glare at him but he doesn’t move. If I want to get to the door and get out of his office I will have to walk through him or around him. I walk around him.
    I feel his eyes on me and I’m aroused by the feeling I get from being near him. I know why the women fall over for him. He has raw sensuousness and my body aches for his touch just by seeing him. He’s arrogant and knows he’s gorgeous and rich and he does what he damn well please.
    After leaving his commanding and over whelming presence, my anger and senses return. How dare he suggest that I’m not qualified for the job? I think of everything I should say to him but I don’t because for some unexplained reason I want to be around him if for nothing else than to see his handsome face and listen to the gossip about him.

Chapter 2: Ross
    I reach my office by way of my heliport. It came with this building I purchased. It seems the previous owner became too old and decided to sell before the kids got a hold to his money. Well I have none, and I don’t plan on having any in the future. There’s no parents or relatives to keep me on the straight and narrow. I plan on enjoying the money our parents left us. Brian, I know, is enjoying his money. He gives away more of it to women than I do. Maybe his taste is a little more exotic than mine. He’s into all kinds of kinky shit. Not that I disapprove, but he wants invite me to his parties, and says I need to enjoy myself for a change.
    I get all the pussy I need right here in my office and I don’t have go looking for it like Brian. 
    I’m waiting for Monica. She’s worked here for two years and I’ve yet to see her. It says in her file, that she’s one of the best legal researchers money can buy, and we got her cheap. She had top grades and she was an editor for the Law Review, and she was asked and accepted as an editor. She has rigorous training. After reading that I can’t wait to see her.
    There’s a photo attached; just a head shot. “Fuck me, she’s hot. How did I miss her pretty ass?” I mumble and slip the picture in my

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