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Of course. It all made sense now. Yet another lustful man, this time one with power.

Kay had read about Dan Avery after she got the job. The playboy CEO, just thirty-three years old, was so handsome and eligible that every picture of him Kay could find was always with a different, dazzlingly dressed model. Many articles also pointed out that he was just as good at business as he was at attracting women; Yorick had done very well since he became CEO two years earlier. In fact, the press nicknamed him "The Charmer" because of his success in both business and pleasure.

But every story she read about Dan Avery eventually got around to the same subject: his profligate ways. He was such an alluring personality that he often got his picture in the society pages, drinking and dancing all night with dozens of women. The settings and clothes were always the most glamorous. He was even known to fly half way around the country just to attend a party. Another rich boy, playing with the world. So of course, horny Dan Avery wanted to snare the latest pretty woman who came to work for him. How had he found out about her? Did he have spies in recruiting, advising him of potential girlfriends? And why was Doris so happy? That was mysterious.

This is unacceptable. Dan Avery had a lot of nerve, getting his administrator to derail her first day of work. She would not be his next piece of arm candy.

Kay set her jaw and turned to look at the elevators, gauging how quickly she could reach them if necessary. Whoa, chill. There was no need to be upset; Kay knew how to handle men and had learned hundreds of ways of saying "no." And if her looks gained her admission to the CEO's office on her first day of work, then why not? She forced a smile and turned to Doris, who was now standing by the double doors. Doris opened a door, stuck her head in, and practically sang out, "It's Kay!" Then she backed away and waved grandly. Like Alice tumbling down the rabbit hole, Kay spiraled into the CEO's office.

Kay stood just inside the door of Dan Avery's office, amazed. This is incredibly grand. More dark wood lined the immense room, and a giant picture window looked out over the city. An executive-sized leather chair sat behind a huge desk, and three chairs for visitors lined the other side. Kay noticed more plush carpeting, an ornate chandelier over a small conference table, a black leather couch, and a well-stocked bar along the right wall; this place had everything. She guessed there was even a bed in the next room for his more personal activities.