Provoke Read Online Ava Harrison

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 112701 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 564(@200wpm)___ 451(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
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I can’t put an end to this fast enough.

“Fuck,” I say and pull back, leaving a fraction of space between us. “We can’t.”

Raven’s eyes are wide, and I quickly turn away, not wanting to see the look of confusion that will surely bleed into hurt at any moment.

“W-What’s wrong? Are you okay?”

“I’m fine. We just have to stop.”

“I thought . . . I thought you wanted to—”

“I don’t want you.” I regret the words as soon as I say them. They’re a lie.

I wanted it with every fiber of my being.

But I can’t say those words as they will only cause more confusion to her head and my heart.

Too harshly, I state, “This was a mistake, Raven. I’m the owner of this company.”

She glares at me with a fire in her eyes I’ve never seen. “How many times do I have to tell you I didn’t know that when you had me against the door at Silver,” she snaps.

“That might be true. But you know now,” I bite out. “We need to be better. I don’t know what you were thinking.”

“Me?” she cries, eyes widening. “Excuse me. You seem to forget that you’re the one who always backs me into this position,” she snaps.

Her typically sunny disposition is gone.

Embarrassment, hurt, and anger rise to the surface.

I deserve her ire.

“You know what? It doesn’t matter. You’re right. We shouldn’t have done this.” She blows out a harsh breath. “Again.”

“Raven. I—”

“Don’t,” she bites out. “I don’t want to hear any of your fucking excuses.”

This conversation is difficult with her still on top of me. My hands itch to reach out and touch her.

Fucking hell.

“No excuses. I acted improperly, and for that, I’m sorry.”

She seems to realize she’s still on my lap and springs up like I caught fire and she’s trying to escape the flames.

“You did, but at least you had the strength to end it just in time,” she says, eyes lowering to the floor. “Glad you were able to do what’s best for us both.”

The need to say something to wipe the look of mortification from her beautiful face is intense. This wasn’t one-sided. I wanted her just as badly.

“I’m truly sorry,” I say, trying to meet her gaze.

Her head shakes, and her lips tremble.

“Nope. I don’t want even more apologies. Let’s move on and forget all about this slip in sanity.”

“Raven,” I say, shaking my head. “Don’t. I didn’t mean . . .”

I can’t finish the sentence. I’m not setting out to embarrass her more than she already is. I’m not a complete knob.

She takes a deep breath and closes her eyes, appearing to rein in her emotions. When they open, I see resolve, and it breaks me a little.

“Charles, can we do this?”

I pull my bottom lip into my mouth, trying to determine what she means. When she doesn’t elaborate, I ask, “Do what?”

“I happen to like it here, and I really don’t want to jeopardize my job. You’re my boss. Is working this closely going to be awkward?”

My chest tightens as the sadness laced around her words seeps into my soul. I realize how much pain I’ve caused her. How much of an arse I’ve been.

“I know you do,” I say. “We can do this. We won’t be provoked again.”

I’m sorry about the kiss. Sorry about the way I made her moan at my touch. Sorry about every stolen kiss, every moment touching her beautiful skin.

Bloody liar.

“Let’s call it a night. We’ve covered a lot today.” I sigh, standing from the chair.

She nods. “I think that’s for the best.”

She keeps herself busy by rounding up her stuff while I remove her flash drive from my computer.

“I’ll work on the finishing touches and get with the creative team to finalize the scripts to send to Holly, Spencer, and Catelyn early next week,” she says. Her tone is back to professional, and I loathe it.

It might be what’s best, but it doesn’t change the fact that I don’t want things to be this formal with Raven. I want her to feel comfortable around me. To act herself.

Too late for that, prick.

“We’ll need to get their approval quickly so we can book travel,” I say, going along with her choice of topic.

“Agree. I’ll make sure the documents ask for approval within forty-eight hours. Holly will have to be okay with that since it’s her schedule forcing us to move quickly.”

Her take-charge attitude at the moment is beyond attractive. Instead of running out of here like a blubbering mess, she’s pushed down the awkwardness and has managed to act like a true professional.

Despite your actions.

I groan, and she eyes me warily, thankfully not voicing her thoughts.

“Thank you, Raven. I think we have a solid plan. I’m almost certain all three of them will give their approval.”

“Me, too,” she says, moving toward the door.


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