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About The Mitus Touch:
She’s desperate for the one man she must avoid at all costs…
Wealth manager Brigit Farnay despises Colton Mitus. And with good reason. He ripped away her family’s company during the most painful time in her life. Forced to work with him, she can’t deny that Colton is gorgeous, brilliant, commanding. And the enemy. Her traitorous body craves his touch every moment of every day. And then she finds out about the erotic games he plays…
Corporate raider Colton Mitus is success and power personified. He demands control in the boardroom and in the bedroom. So he shouldn’t be tempted by the newest member of the Mitus team. But he is. Brigit challenges him and frustrates him, but also quiets the demons that haunt him, especially as she agrees to be drawn into his secret, sinful world.
The most lucrative deal of Colton’s career places Brigit’s family’s company in jeopardy. When old enemies return hell-bent on ruining him, Brigit is the only person who can save him. But she’s been keeping secrets that could destroy everything…
Brigit was days from becoming the single biggest shareholder of the Francesco Company, with twenty-two percent. But at this rate, it would be years before Francesco was back where it belonged. With family.
Until I’m running Francesco, it’s business as usual, don’t count your chickens, and stop acting like a six-year-old at a moon bounce party.
She entered her shoebox-sized office, dropped her items on her chair, collected her laptop, and tapped on the office doorframe next to hers. “Ready?”
Phone to ear, Kathryn Langston hunched over the console, dark, wavy hair hiding her pretty face. “Yes, it’s my pleasure.” Kat flipped her hair away and mouthed Help me.
Brigit smiled. She needed this innocuous distraction.
“How ‘bout we save the Euro-Asian approach to solar energy for our next conversation?” Silence. “No, thank you and I look forward to it, too.” Kat married phone to cradle, pushed her black frames against the bridge of her nose, and walked around her desk.
Brigit eyed her friend’s bare feet. “You’re casual.”
Kat tucked her chin. “Oops.” Groaning, she squeezed into her heels and the two women headed for the conference room.
Tasked by Seth with familiarizing Matthew Rossmann, the firm’s newest agent, with the brokerage’s internal systems, the women had concluded within minutes of meeting him that his priorities revolved around their internal systems. He’d been trying to poke his nose, or any other body part, into their personal business. Brigit had zero intention of playing dip-the-stick with a coworker.
“Hello, ladies,” Matthew posed in the doorway, his palms pressing each side of the frame. “Where do you want me?”
Brigit’s stomach churned at his cocky smile, puffed chest and slicked-down hair. The overpowering stench of cologne blew into the room. She rubbed her nose, thwarting the urge to sneeze.
“We don’t.” Kat pointed to the chair between them. “Sit here.”
Over an hour later, Brigit’s phone buzzed with a text from receptionist, Shaniqua Hall. OMG. An Adonis walked in. You have got to see this one.
Fighting a smile, Brigit pursed her lips as she peered through the wall of glass spanning the conference room. Adonis was causing quite the fuss. Several female brokers huddled together like starstruck teens at a rock concert. Brigit’s heart had been broken one too many times to let some hunk affect her. Plus, her priorities were focused on getting her company back.
Her phone buzzed with another text from Shaniqua. He smiled. I melted.
Seth—not his assistant—escorted the man toward his corner office. The stranger glanced into the conference room, then did a double take when his penetrating gaze met hers.
An unexpected frisson ripped through her, shooting her into the stratosphere. A raw, ripe sexual need flooded her body. Her cheeks flushed with heat. She couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe. She just soaked up his beauty. Tall and broad, with a black wool coat—no, that coat was cashmere—draping his strapping physique. His midnight eyes flashed power and lust. She imagined nibbling his chiseled cheekbones and jutting jawline until her lips brushed his sensual mouth. Her fingers twitched, eager to fist handfuls of his dark chocolate hair resting softly on his cashmere collar.
And then, like a mirage, he was gone.
Oh. My. God.
His face seemed familiar. Was he a client? Unable to make the connection, she shook her head. And then a stinging reality smacked her cheek as if she’d been attacked by a swarm of killer bees. The endorphins stopped firing and she plummeted toward earth with no safety net to break her fall.
No, no, no, no, no! It can’t be! It just can’t. Jumping out of the chair and away from prying eyes, she Googled a man’s name. His image exploded onto her screen. As high as she had been a moment ago, with Cupid’s cherubs dancing in her head, she crash-landed with an unceremonious thud.
Oh, dear God, it’s Colton Mitus.
About Stoni Alexander:
Stoni Alexander writes erotic romance about tortured alpha males and independent, strong-willed heroines. In a previous life, she ventured into acting, appearing in numerous television, film and stage productions before transitioning to a successful career in business.
Having spent her childhood moving around like a gypsy, Stoni appreciates her deep-seated roots in the DC metro area. She’s married to the love of her life, is an überproud football mom, and dreams of the day when her muse will inspire her at will.
A Virginia Tech graduate with degrees in Communications and Spanish, Stoni also holds a Master’s in Marketing Management from the University of Maryland University College. She’s a proud member of the Romance Writer’s of America, the Maryland Romance Writers and the Honor Society of Phi Kappa Phi.
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