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As soon as she walked into the room, he knew he was in trouble. Her long, dark hair cascaded down her back in silky waves, and her curves were packed tightly into a red dress that left little to the imagination. Her red lipstick begged to be kissed, and her deep brown eyes sparkled with mischief.

He was a successful businessman, all the time in control of every situation. But something about her made him feel like a clumsy teenager again. And that made him all the more intrigued.

She was a mystery; he knew nothing about her except that he was attracted to her like a magnet. But he sensed that she was hiding something – something juicy that could put him in a compromising position.

Over drinks, the conversation turned to company, but all he could focus on was her. The way her lips moved when she spoke, the subtle scent of her perfume, the way she crossed her legs.

Finally, he couldn’t take it anymore. “What’s your secret?” he blurted out, leaning in close.

She smirked, taking in his sudden assertiveness. “I have many secrets,” she whispered back, a hint of seduction in her voice.

They continued to talk, but the tension between them grew with each passing moment. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to kiss her or strangle her – she had him so wound up.

But she seemed to know exactly what she was doing. She leaned in close, her lips just inches from his ear. “I bet you’re dying to know the biggest secret of all, aren’t you?” she murmured.

He nodded, mesmerized.

She pulled back slightly, a sly grin spreading across her face. “I’ve been sleeping with your biggest competitor,” she said.

His heart sank. He felt like he’d just been sucker-punched. And yet…there was something alluring about it. The wondered of seducing her away from the competition, of driving her to betray someone else for him…

He downed the remainder of his drink and stood up abruptly. “Let’s go somewhere more private,” he said.

She followed him out of the bar and into a suite at the hotel next door, where he practically tore her dress off in his eagerness to get at her.

In the heat of the moment, he forgot all about the betrayal and the secrets. All he could think about was the way she felt in his arms, the way her body moved against his.

It wasn’t until afterwards, lying in bed with her in his arms, that the gravity of the situation hit him.

“You really are a seductress,” he muttered, feeling both amazed and betrayed.

She just grinned and kissed him on the lips. “And you really are a fool,” she replied. “But don’t worry, darling. Your secrets are safe with me.”
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