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Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren) novel Chapter 1098

In one of the rooms inside the private club.

"Mr. Parks, I'm still recovering from my injuries, so I truly can't drink. I hope you'll understand," Aspen said politely, her brow tightening.

She had come expecting a legitimate business conversation—a contract negotiation. However, judging by the atmosphere and Davon's sleazy expression, it was clear he had other intentions.

Fat-faced and beady-eyed, Davon swirled a glass of red wine as he leered at her. He said, "Ms. Stevens, you must be new around here. I guess you're not familiar with how things work in this city.

"When you sit down to talk business, drinks and fun go hand in hand. Loosen up. Don't be so uptight. Tell you what—down this bottle, and I'll sign that contract on the spot. Deal done."

Aspen replied calmly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Parks. I don't drink at all. But if you sign the deal today, once I've recovered, I'll gladly toast with you to celebrate."

Davon's smile faded, and his tone sharpened with irritation. "Aspen, my patience has limits. I squeezed you into my schedule out of courtesy. Don't go thinking your tiny little investment firm is worth my time.

"You want this deal? Be a good girl, drink the wine, and then… let me have some fun. Please me, and everything will move forward nicely."

His eyes began to openly roam over her body, lingering without shame. He thought Aspen was drop-dead gorgeous, especially today because she was dressed in those black stockings and tight skirt. He imagined running his hands up those long legs inch by inch, and the pleasure that would follow.

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