Published by Whiskey Creek Press
When Sage Ralston takes a job at Boylston Electronics, she soon finds out that her job is more than she bargained for. Under the guise of assistant to the company’s owner Charles Boylston, she has actually been hired to spy on her fellow employees. As Sage tries to determine who is sabotaging the company, all evidence points to Connor Michaels who works in the research lab. After getting to know Connor, Sage has her doubts that Connor is the person leaking information about the company and joins forces with the woman to find out who the real culprit is.
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Review
4 Enchantments
The twists and turns of the plot had this reviewer going, Why didn’t I think of this one? A lot of the happenings in this story are planted so precisely and quietly that you never see it coming until it hits you in the face. Thumbs up to Ms. Droney on this aspect!
Overall, a definite good read. There is something for everyone. Thrills, chills, romance, and relationships in all its diversity.
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Zee
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EXCERPT
Charles drew the curtains in his study, shutting out the brilliant sunlight spilling into the room. His mood was dark and he intended to keep it that way…at least for a little while. Sage Ralston unsettled him. Had he made the right decision by threatening her when she mentioned quitting? Since the conversation, she’d grown distant. She completed the tasks set before her, but he sensed he didn’t have her full loyalty.
He sat in the large leather chair next to his fireplace. He loved this room and it was where he spent the majority of his time when he wasn’t holed up in his office. Most of the rooms went unused. The only time they were entered, was when his housekeeper and cook Wanda Miller cleaned. He only used her culinary expertise when he entertained, but he paid her well to be at his beck and call.
He’d purchased this house the same day he bought the building for his company. He’d gotten both at a fraction of their true value. Working long hours with the top designers and architects had restored the mansion and office complex to their original beauty. Buffalo had proven to be the opportune city to settle down in and offered him almost everything he wanted at a much reduced price. He loved the city and had spent hours visiting the art galleries and museums, but most of all Niagara Falls. Connor loved the theater district and they’d spent many enjoyable nights having dinner and seeing the latest plays.
He inhaled sharply at the memory of Connor and him returning here after a night on the town, tearing one another’s clothes off as they rushed to his bedroom, where they’d made love for hours. He’d loved the lingerie Connor wore and how she’d seductively run her hands up her stocking-clad legs, teasing and tantalizing him with her bedroom eyes and sultry voice. He’d nuzzled her neck, loving the light scent of her perfume as he’d tied her wrists to the bedposts. With her lying there spread eagle, innocent and trusting, he’d become the master of her body and he’d come alive with the power he’d lorded over her.
He’d loved her body and took his time licking every inch of her, teasing her as the wet juices from her cunt left tiny droplets on his silk sheets. She’d become almost delirious with desire, pleading with him to fuck her…and fuck her he did.
He grew hard as he remembered how wonderful it felt ramming his rock-hard cock into her hot pussy as she screamed for more.
His forehead creased. But Connor had ruined everything. Why couldn’t she have just enjoyed being a woman who had all the comforts she could ever want and a man who knew how to fuck her the way a woman should be fucked? But no, she had to have a career. When he’d voiced his opposition, she’d become angry.
His jaw twitched. Some day she’d be sorry for walking out on him. Now he had a new conquest and once Connor found out, she’d beg him to come back to her. In the meantime, he’d enjoy everything Sage Ralston had to offer. She was putting up a good fight, but she’d be worth it in the end. He licked his lips. Soon she’d be his. Her defenses would come tumbling down and when they did, she’d succumb to him just as all the others had. He had to take his time with Sage, though. He knew that now. He’d moved too quickly and it had angered her into wanting to leave the company. But he wouldn’t allow it to happen. He had to use a softer tactic with her.
He thoughtfully tapped his chin, then picked up the telephone.
“Wow! Look what was just delivered.” Heather carried a huge bouquet of roses to where Sage was standing at the small kitchen stove stirring a pot of stew.
Sage set down the spoon and turned to Heather.
“Those must’ve cost a fortune,” exclaimed Debbie, there for dinner. Sage smiled, her heart becoming lighter than it had in weeks. “They’re beautiful!” Ryan did care! She tore open the attached card. Her heart sank as she read the message.
“Well?” Debbie asked. “What did Ryan say?”
“They’re not from Ryan.” Sage’s voice was flat.
“Who?” Heather asked.
“My boss.”
Debbie’s eyebrows shot up. “Your boss? Why would your boss send you flowers?”
“The card says for doing a wonderful job.” She crumpled the card and tossed it into the garbage can under the sink.
“What’s going on, Sage?” Debbie’s voice grew serious. “You’re not—”
She saw the look that passed between Debbie and Heather. “Of course not,” she replied. “I don’t want to talk about it.”
“Hey, come on. We’re your friends. We know something’s wrong…and it’s not just Ryan.”
Heather took her arm, led her to the sofa and sat down next to her, while Debbie settled in the easy chair.
“Sage, you haven’t been yourself. And the hours you work aren’t normal. I’ve never heard of a job that requires you to work weekends, too, unless you’re in an executive position. Level with us. Now the flowers?” Debbie shook her head. “If I didn’t know you better, I’d think you were having an affair.”
Sage laughed hollowly. “He’d be the last man I’d sleep with.” She looked down at her hands. “The job requires more time than I thought it would.” She sighed. “I wish I could turn back time. I never should’ve taken this job.”
“He hasn’t made sexual advances toward you, has he?” Debbie’s jaw tightened.
Sage blushed. “No…he tried to massage my shoulders once, but that’s all.”
“That’s weird. Just quit,” Heather advised. “It’s not worth it. You know you can stay here. Take your time and look for another job.” “I can’t.”
“Why not?”
Sage met Heather’s kind eyes. “I signed a contract. I should’ve read it through first.”
Debbie leaned forward. “I know a lawyer…well, actually my cousin’s husband is a lawyer. Let him look the contract over and see what he says.”
“That’s a good idea,” Heather agreed. “It’s not like you’re CEO of the company, so I don’t see why Boylston wouldn’t just let you leave if you’re not happy.”
“He won’t.”
“You’ve asked him?” Debbie said.
She nodded. She wished she could tell them everything. She hated lying to her friends, but she couldn’t say anything just yet. Someday soon she hoped to tell them. “I don’t really want to talk about it.” She stood up. “Come on, you two, it’s not every day I have an evening off. Let’s forget about work. The stew should be ready in a few minutes and I’m starved,” she said, as she walked to the stove.
“Sage, why don’t you call Ryan?” Heather asked.
“No. He’s not interested in talking to me. He hasn’t returned any of my calls. He’s obviously moved on with his life.” A tear slid from her eye and she wiped it away, but not before her friends saw it.
They encircled her in their arms. “Whatever’s going on, you know you can count on us,” Heather said as Debbie nodded.
“I know.” Sage sniffed. She looked at the roses lying on the tiny counter. “Please throw them away.”
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