box and stared back at him until the doors wiped his appearance away. Then I sagged against the wall.
Chapter Two
Raiden
Scottie Sullivan. Smart, quick-witted, and above all, sexy as fuck—which brought me to my next point. I was so damn hard I fled to the bathroom in my office to jack off. If this would be my daily routine, I’d have to do something about it. I never mixed work and business. Many successful men and women had been destroyed by that. However, she was not my direct report, and technically, she didn’t even work for Kent Enterprises. We worked on a team together. Did that free me from any obligation I had? Maybe. I’d have to figure something out because I wanted Scottie Sullivan and when I wanted a woman, I usually got her.
Her ideas for the software had been spot on. Acer’s enthusiasm was a bit overboard, though. I’d have to talk with him. Human trafficking was one thing. Drugs another. He wanted to influence this as he did the former. It was fine, but her intel into drug rings was much more viable than what he brought to the table. She understood the TOR browser and its encryption, which was an enormous benefit to us. We did too, but it was great her knowledge of it was so substantial. She had more intel on it than we did. Most people, if they were smart, stayed off the dark web, but our line of work put us in the thick of it.
Cruze called me that night.
“What do you think about her?”
“Professionally?”
His laugh was so loud I had to hold the phone away from my ear. “I knew you were checking her out. But yes, professionally.”
“She’s a win. She can do things for us that we can’t do ourselves. Too bad Wolfe found her first.”
“That’s what I was thinking.” Cruze sighed. “You going to hit that thing?”
“Shut up. Do you have to be so crass?”
“What? I tell it like it is. The drool was practically pooling on the table in front of you.”
“Shut it, man. I’m serious.”
“Dude, so am I. Rein it in unless you want her to figure you out.”
“And what if I do?”
“Fine with me. Just don’t let it cause issues with our work.”
“It won’t.”
“Better not. That’s always been the one thing we’ve been pristine about.”
“Cruze, you’ve got nothing to worry about.”
“Good. Since we have that settled, do you have time to go over the Q2 reports?”
“Yeah. Let me grab my computer.”
An hour later we finished. Not really, but done for tonight. Our earnings were up by twenty-eight percent and it was because of the latest software that Acer helped develop. He’d get a hefty check from that again, which made Cruze and me happy.
I showered and got into bed, hoping to drift off quickly. I was doing just that until an image of a ravishing redhead popped into my head. How would she look naked? What did her tits look like? Her ass? I’d love to see her plump lips sucking me off. Fuck. Why did I have to go there? My dick was rock hard with nothing but my hand to relieve it. It didn’t take me long to do just that as I came, groaning, to a vision of Scottie’s mouth wrapped around my hardened cock.
After I wiped up the mess, I rolled over and fell asleep. My alarm woke me at six. I dressed for my morning workout, which began with a run, followed by weights. My trainer met me outside my house and urged me to run much harder and faster than I would ever do on my own. After we finished, we came back inside to my home gym where we worked on upper body—lats, bis, and tris. My muscles were jittery as I showered. He always pushed me to my limits, which was why I’d hired him after the Little Guy, aka Acer, had dusted me in arm wrestling. It was working. I’d slacked off on working out, but was back on full steam.
My house was only a ten-minute drive from the company headquarters. I’d done this on purpose as I didn’t want a long commute every day. Grabbing my recovery protein shake, I headed out.
Work was insane that morning. One call after the next with no breaks in between. Elena, my admin, kept the coffee rolling and by lunch a headache was brewing. I usually ate a midmorning snack, but didn’t have time today.
I was preparing to head home for