Excerpt of Playing His Game 
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"I want to see Bobby have a long, successful career, and I can make that happen."

Her hazel eyes widened. A wide smile spread across her face, displaying white teeth. "Really?"

"But I can make sure he doesn't ever work in movies again."

A frown chased away her grin. "What are you saying?"

"I want something from you, and you want to help your fiancé, don't you?"

"What do you want?"

His smile bordered on feral. "You, specifically."

Her eyes widened, and her mouth opened and closed several times before she laughed.

Roarke looked confused. "What's so funny?"

Mya was busy scanning the office, searching for a camera. "Bobby arranged this, didn't he? His practical jokes—"

Roarke scowled at her. "This isn't a joke."

"Right. . ." She trailed off when she realized it wasn't a joke. "You can't be serious!"

"I'm very serious."

Mya jerked from the chair and strode to the door of his office. "You're a sick man."

"Poor Bobby," he said as she grasped the handle. "He's going to be crushed when I fire him from this movie. And he'll have to reimburse us since he didn't fulfill his contract."

Her hand dropped from the doorknob while she mentally tallied how much of the money they had already spent. New clothes for his image, the expenses of the move to the new place, and a large down payment on the Cadillac SRX Bobby had wanted sprang to mind. It went well into the thousands. She felt sick when she turned back to him. "Why are you doing this?"

"I'm a powerful man, and I get what I want. I want you."

"But, why?" Mya waved a hand down her body. "I'm nothing. I love someone else. Why would you go to all this trouble?"

"It's a game, darling. Some play it, and others get played."

Her mouth fell open. "This is all about some game?"

He nodded.

"You can't be serious."

"I am. All I want is your lovely body in exchange for Bobby's secure future."

All the money they would have to repay—and Bobby's aborted dreams—weighed heavily on her. She held his future—their future—in her hands. Could she do it though? It was tantamount to prostitution. However, so much was at stake. She swallowed back tears and asked in a thick voice, "When?"

He opened a drawer on his desk and extracted a key ring. "Catch."

As he tossed it to her, Mya held out her hand to intercept the key chain. It was one of the simple clear kind, tinted purple, with a handwritten label inside. "What is this?"

"Where we rendezvous. 1427 Flower de Boliva Avenue. The penthouse, of course."

Sick, Mya shoved the key chain into the pocket of her jeans. "When?" she asked again.

"Every Tuesday and Thursday from one until. . .whenever we finish."

She shook her head. "I have to work on Thursday afternoons."

"How about Fridays?"

"I work in the mornings, until one."

Roarke shrugged. "Fridays, we'll meet at two-thirty instead."

"What about Bobby?"

"I'm not going to tell him." His mouth twisted. "I'll make sure you're home in plenty of time."

"How long do I have to. . ." She lifted her chin. "Whore myself to you?"

He seemed to flinch, but his voice was still cool and level. "Until this movie's in the can."

Mya shook her head. "That could take weeks."

"Months, probably," he said, and sounded entirely too happy.

"I—"

"Having second thoughts?"

She glared at him. "No." He didn't speak again, so she turned on her heels and touched the handle for the second time. Once again, his voice stopped her.

"Are you clean?"

She turned back to him, puzzled. "Clean?"

"Disease free?'

Her eyes widened. "Are you?"

"Fair question. Bring your test results with you to our first meeting, and I'll do the same."

"Test results?"

He nodded. "Go see a doctor. Have the usual tests, and we'll compare notes."

With a cry of outrage, Mya turned back to the door, threw it open, and stormed out. It wasn't until she was in the ladies' room on the first floor that she gave in to the tears. What had she agreed to? But what choice did she have? She loved Bobby too much to deny him his chance. They had promised to do whatever it took, and it was her time to live up to that vow.

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