Seducing The Heir

Matthew Spades Romance

Emily Harper is living her dream job as the secretary of New York's richest business tycoon, Mr. Lucas McMillan Sr.
Her career is going smoothly until one night, she attends her company's month-end party where she gets drunk.
Piss-drunk.
In her self-indulgence, she sleeps with the one man she promised herself she would avoid at all costs. Ryan Lucas McMillan, Jr. The billionaire heir to the McMillan Global Industries.
The next day when she returns to her unit, she sees Ryan still in her bed, half-naked.
What is she supposed to do?
Ryan wants more of her. He wants to claim her as his, but she doesn't want him.
As if things aren't bad enough, Ryan's father strikes her with an offer no other woman could refuse.
"Seduce my son and make him fall in love with you."
What is Emily going to do? Will she deny Mr. McMillan Sr's dying request? Or will she do her best to seduce the billionaire heir?
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*Excerpt*
I walked further into my unit and my eyes widened at what I saw. Why the f**k is he still in here?
Ryan Lucas McMillan Jr, the billionaire heir to the McMillan Global Industries of New York was half-naked on the bed. Dropping my things to the floor, I rushed toward him.
"Get out," I mustered all the fake courage I had within me. "Please, Mr. McMillan," I added, remembering that the gorgeous man before me was my employer's playboy son.
"Come here, baby," he puckered his lips and blew me a kiss.
I shook my head. "No."
"Why not?" Rye stroked the hair that fell over his face, moving it back to the right side.
I blushed and quickly looked away as he stood up. "Because I'm not your baby."
"Then come over here, little minx." He smiled and opened his arms, beckoning me over.
I stared at him, at his chiseled chest and six-pack abs. I wanted to reach out and hold his body, to let him hold me, to give him a kiss…
I shook my head and looked away. "No. We are not doing this again. That first time is the LAST time. It's a mistake, Rye. I won't do it again."
He laughed like a child, making me look at him for a second time.
My forehead crinkled as I crossed my arms over my chest, raising an eyebrow at him. "What's so funny?" Irritation crept all over me. His fresh just-got-out-of-the-bath scent didn't help. This man was driving me nuts.
"You just called me Rye." His manic chuckling settled. "You never call me Rye. That means something. You're attracted to me."
I squinted my eyes. "No. I'm not."
"Come here, sweetheart." He stepped forward, putting a hand on my hip.
I gasped, surprised by his boldness. He pulled me closer, our bodies only inches apart. His lips were so close to me I could feel his hot breath on my face. I held my breath as his hands traveled up to my breasts. "Ah, baby," he groaned. "You're beautiful. And you're mine."
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