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By: Lizzie Lynn Lee



He gathered his focus, collecting himself. His usual cool-headed mask crumbled when she was within his reach. He wasn’t sure how it was possible, but this woman had bewitched him from the moment they met.

And when their skin touched…

Deep desire stirred within him. Wanting. Needing. He wanted the woman sitting beside him.

Daniel turned to her. Charlotte had shrunk into the corner of the seat; she was practically stuck to the door.

“You can’t do this. This is kidnapping!” she barked.

Her big, brown, doe-like eyes flashed with indignation. However, she had too much feminine allure in her voice to be taken as fierce. Charlotte Winters was Damsel-In-Distress personified, and it amused him even more.

“I wouldn’t go that far. Kidnapping is such an unsavory word,” he countered, teasing. “I have simply taken you against your will and falsely imprisoned you in my car.”

“Isn’t that the same thing?”

Daniel laughed. “Don’t worry. I would never hurt you and never will—you have my word. I simply wish to take you to my home, where we can have a civil conversation. You’re a woman who was hard to catch, Ms. Winters; I ran out of logical options. Please understand, I’m a desperate man.”

Her lips thinned into a hard line. “I have nothing to say to you.”

“I’m afraid I have plenty. This is very important to me. Let’s negotiate.”

“I don’t want anything from you.”

He leaned closer. “Are you sure? Not even money, fame and fortune?”

Charlotte crossed her arms over her chest. “I’m happy with what I have, thank you very much.”

“Every person wants something. Every person needs something. That’s human nature, and it holds true for individuals like you and I. You said earlier that your gift is also your curse. What if I say there’s a way to circumvent your rare ability so you won’t be burdened by it anymore? Imagine a normal life without fear of accidentally peeking into other people’s psyches. Would that pique your interest?”

She faltered. “You know how to get rid of it permanently?”

“Not yet. But I’m sure if you found somebody who fully understood the situation you’re in, a partner like myself, the two of us could find an amicable solution to your unique condition.”

She scoffed immediately. “No thanks.”

Daniel flicked his fingers. As he thought, she was a hard sell. His charm alone wasn’t enough to win her trust. Usually, he’d only need to smile and woo his past paramours with his wealth and power, and they’d melt like butter in his hand.

Not this one. Not Charlotte.

It made him want her even more.

People said that men always wanted something that couldn’t be attained, and for the first time in his life, Daniel tasted defeat.

He wouldn’t allow it.

She was the prize he intended to win.

“I anticipated this type of reaction from you, and naturally, I have come prepared.”

Daniel took out a folder containing a dossier his private investigator had gathered about Charlotte. “Let’s see. Currently, you’re living on your own since your grandmother passed away. You have no living relatives except your biological mother, who is currently being treated at Bellevue for chronic dysthymia and suicidal tendencies.

“You graduated from high school with the highest score in the tri-state area, but you refused the scholarships offered by Dartmouth and Cornell. Instead, you exiled yourself to the confinement of your grandmother’s house for two years, living exclusively on your savings until your grandmother died five years ago. Then you were forced to sell the house and move into your apartment in Water Garden.”

Charlotte looked irritated and tried to snatch the folder, but Daniel moved his hand away.

“You spied on me? This is invasion of privacy.”

“Not quite. That information is a matter of public record. But the following might not be. You love spicy food and chocolate, and you have a pet chicken named Silkie—like the breed name—that you hide from your landlord. The clothes in your wardrobe are black, and for some reason, all of your T-shirts are related to Doctor Who characters. Your favorite soda is Dr. Pepper, favorite music is a band called the Arctic Monkeys, and you have an extensive collection of graphic novels and Japanese manga at home.”

“You are spying on me!” She tried to steal the folder again.

Daniel couldn’t help himself any longer.

He grabbed her gloved hand and pulled her to him. She lost her balance, landing straight on his chest. Daniel lifted her chin up and kissed her mouth.

She froze.

He was shocked. The moment their lips touched, an electric thrill ran through his veins. His primal desire awakened and demanded to be released. The arousal hit him so fast his head spun. A moan escaped his throat.

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