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1 " I've failed over and over and over again in my life and that is why I succeed-Michael Jordan "
― Louise Bay , King of Wall Street (The Royals Collection, #1)
2 " I’m fucking you. You’re not fucking me.” I nudged her knees wide with my legs and pushed into her. "
3 " I groaned. “You can’t question me on stuff I say while I’m fucking. "
4 " I pitied any girl dumb enough to fuck Max King. Which, apparently, included me. "
5 " We need a man for this shit,” Grace said as I struggled with my keys. “We need men for sex and foot rubs,” I replied. “We can carry our own furniture.” “In "
6 " That was what I’d learned from the women in my life—pick your battles. "
7 " It wasn’t as if I’d expected a ring, or dinner. But, hell, a “Hello, how are you, thanks for the hot sex” was surely only polite. "
8 " Arrogant men should be illegal. Or sent to an island without any women on it to die of sexual frustration. "
9 " think you look far too grown-up.” Amanda’s shoulders slumped. “And completely beautiful.” He pulled her into a hug. “You found your dress, peanut.” He lowered his voice and spoke into her ear as they continued to hug. “You’re growing up so fast; you have to forgive me for wanting to keep you mine for longer than I should.” Tears welled in my eyes. He sounded so genuine. So completely besotted with his daughter. “I’ll always be yours, Dad,” she said as she smiled. He kissed her on the cheek and released her. "
10 " This man, who looked like Gucci made suits just because he existed, groaned because of me. This "
11 " Thighs so strong they looked as if they might be made of marble. Broad shoulders; a strong Roman nose; dark-brown, glossy hair—the kind wasted on a man—and a year-round tan that screamed, I vacation four times a year. In the office he wore custom suits. Handmade suits fell a particular way on the shoulders that I recognized from the few meetings I’d had with my father. His face and body lived up to every expectation I’d had. Working with him, not so much. I hadn’t expected him to be such a tyrant. "
12 " tried to wash away the awful meeting at Goldman Sachs but my bath wasn’t helping. Nor was the Jo Malone bath oil or the so-called soothing music filtering through from my bedroom "
13 " Come in,” I barked at the loud rap on the door. Harper entered the room. I groaned. Being in the same room as her was the very last thing I needed. “What?” I asked as she strode toward me. “The revised Bangladesh report.” She held up some papers. “You could have left it with Donna.” She placed the report down on my desk with a bang. “I’m sure if I’d left it with Donna, you’d have told me I should have handed it to you directly.” Oh. Sass. I hadn’t been expecting that. I had to bite down a grin. "
14 " I’m not sure you’d be quite this upset—so upset you handed in your notice—if it were just ‘fucking’. You say it’s not serious but it sounds like it is from your perspective. Do you have feelings for him?” I scraped my hair back from my face as if it would help me see more clearly. Did I have feelings for him? “I feel like I want to punch him in the face; does that count?” I asked as Grace rubbed my "
15 " He opened the red box he held, revealing a huge princess-cut diamond. “Harper, I’ve loved you from the very moment I laid eyes on you. You are already my heart, my soul, my family—and now I want the world to know. As the King of Wall Street, I need you to be my queen. Marry me.” I smiled. How could a girl say no to a proposal like that? "
16 " tapped my pen against my desk. I needed to figure this out. Either fire her or forget about her. But I needed to do something. I found myself spending more and more time in my office with the door closed in an attempt to create some distance between Harper and me. Ordinarily, I’d spend time out on the floor with people, checking in on how things were going. But the open-plan area felt like contaminated land. "
17 " I rolled to my back, needing to focus on something other than the swell of her tight breasts, the way her body sank against my bedsheets, on my bed, in my apartment. She was here. Exactly where she shouldn’t be. “Oh my God.” Her arm flopped onto my chest. “Forbes was right when they said you were talented. "
18 " It’s sheer, but the lace covers all the important bits, so it looks more revealing than it is,” the assistant said, dissolving my thoughts of Harper. What was the matter with people? “My daughter is fourteen. She doesn’t do revealing, not even fake revealing.” I turned toward the dressing room. “Amanda,” I shouted. “Get dressed. We’re going somewhere else.” Clearly this store was in the market to dress up little girls like hookers, so we wouldn’t find anything here. "
19 " George, this is Harper, my best friend in the world. Keep her company? Damien’s taking me to look at his etchings.” Grace pulled Damien’s arm, leaving George and I alone and embarrassed. The word setup echoed around the space. Couldn’t we all have just stayed and talked? “Excuse Grace. She was dropped on her head a lot,” I said. “As a baby?” George asked. I shook my head. “No, by me, every time she tries to set me up. "
20 " His investment bank didn’t use outside firms, but I wanted them to make an exception for King & Associates. I’d been hounding them for years. They didn’t use outside firms, but I wanted them to make an exception for King & Associates. "
