This contains the steamy, R-rated chapters of The Closer. Readers unable to access the private chapters in the main book due to any problems can read them here. For the main story, refer to my profile. ~~ What happens when an unstoppable, hard-hitting business woman meets an unmovable, chauvinist, and utterly exhausting heir to a multi-million empire? Disaster, of course. For Tris, Hans Castellan proves to be more than a challenge of the heart and of the body. For Hans, Tris Henderson turns out to be a woman worth fighting for, despite a rocky start and more than a few broken hearts. Then again, no one said closing this deal would be easy

❀ FEATURED ON WATTPAD'S EDITORS' PICKS LIST ❀ [The Closer is intended for readers with an appetite for the dark and sexy. Read at your own discretion.] "What about that no fucking colleagues policy, huh? The one you so haughtily rubbed in my face?" The way to wound my heart is through my pride. The bastard knew that. But the look in Hans' eyes told me this wasn't a game to get me all riled up. "If your office ethics involve you getting into Tim's pants, then why don't I get to play too?" His hands flew down to my legs, tickling the bare skin on my legs and shocking me into stillness when I felt him pull up the corners of my dress till they were bunched up at my waist. "You can't," I breathlessly whispered as he forced my legs apart. One hand sauntered up to my neck, resting at my collarbone while the other snaked between my legs, parting my thighs until he had all of me resting at the tip of his fingers. "Is this cause of him," he growled, his finger dipping into my heat just slightly, circling the entrance, "or me?" He sounded so needing, so deprived. It turned me on knowing that I was the one making him feel this way, that despite being the one thrown up against a wall, I had the ultimate power over this man. "It's...It's you." I gulped and met his eyes. "It's all you." ● What happens when an unstoppable, hard-hitting business woman meets an unmovable, chauvinist, and utterly exhausting heir to a multi-million empire? Disaster, of course. For Tris, Hans Castellan proves to be more than a challenge of the heart and of the body. For Hans, Tris Henderson turns out to be a woman worth fighting for, despite a rocky start and more than a few broken hearts. Then again, no one said closing this deal would be easy. ● © Beatrice Manuel, All Rights Reserved

He pushed me down onto the cold marble surface of the table and stood between my legs as I wrapped them around his waist, pulling him in closer. It sent shivers up my spine. Passion of some sort, anger or desire, burned within us both and our growls were muffled into our kiss as we fought for dominance over the other. His hands moved over my body, lightly and just enough to make me wild with need. I bucked my hips in response to his exhilarating touch. I soon realized what was about to happen and quickly slapped my palms onto his chest and pushed him off of me... hard. "Oh bite me, Mr. Alpha." I growled out at him, shocked yet again at what I almost just did. What the fuck is wrong with me??? "I wish I fucking could." I'm pretty sure I heard him say. It was followed by a loud roar that boomed through the walls and the sound of a door slamming as he left.