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Hurrying down the hall, I spotted the women’s bathroom near the elevators and high tailed it in there. I danced around in a circle and raised my hands in the air. The meeting with Colette had been intense, but well worth it.
As I came down from my high, I ran cold water over my wrists, a trick my mother had taught me to calm my nerves. The face of the woman staring back at me in the mirror was beat red with glazed over eyes. For some reason my breasts throbbed and my nipples had tightened and would have poked through my shirt, if I hadn’t worn a padded bra.
As I grabbed a paper towel, I knocked the folder over and papers flew everywhere. Annoyed by my own clumsiness, I bent down to retrieve them, placing a black and white photo of a woman on the top. Squatting on my heels, I stared at the picture of the attractive woman, who appeared to look straight at me, as if she was trying to figure out my secrets. My thighs trembled from the excursion of bending down, or it might have been the sudden pitching in my belly and a flush of pressure spreading down my legs. Victoria Nox had a bold look to her, along with a smug expression, all surrounded by stunning beauty. Self-confidence, combined with aloofness shone on her face. This was a woman who would bend to no one. Her barely there smile, showing dark shaded lips, even with the absence of color, drew me in. I couldn’t look away.
When the air from the vent overhead clicked on, I jerked and flipped the picture over, removing the temptation to stare any longer. My reaction didn’t make any sense. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d been turned on by a picture of someone, not even a former celebrity crush I once had as a teenager.
I had to keep it together. My job was on the line. I wouldn’t fall for a pretty face, especially someone like Victoria Nox who wouldn’t give me a second glance or thought. But I had to figure out a way to grab her attention in order to score the interview to impress Colette and claim the job I desperately wanted.
Living in Manhattan and working at Virago, one of the most successful women’s magazines in the nation is a dream come true for Lindsay Pinke. After five years of being overworked and underpaid in the research department, she’s finally noticed by Colette Duarte, the provocative executive editor of the magazine. She offers Lindsay the coveted role as her personal assistant, but first she must prove she’s worthy of the position. Lindsay must interview Victoria Nox, the elusive and extremely private CEO of Nox Media Holdings. If Lindsay succeeds, Colette promises her great things for her publishing career. If Lindsay fails, her chance as a respected writer will be cut short.
A chance meeting with Victoria at a high class function puts into motion a series of events that leaves Lindsay blindsided by her strong physical reaction to the magnetic but foreboding woman. When Lindsay unwittingly falls into Victoria’s world of dark temptations and complex entanglements, she leans the shocking truth Victoria hides about Colette that rocks Lindsay to her very core.
Now that Lindsay has become a balm on Victoria’s soul, is she strong enough to help Victoria confront her shameful past, and stop one woman’s sick games once and for all?
(Riverdale Avenue Books. https://ktgrnt.wordpress.com/2015/01/26/50-shades-of-pink/)