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An Ellora’s Cave Romantica Publication

www.ellorascave.com

Dangerous Intentions

ISBN # 1-4199-0644-5

Edited by Sue-Ellen Gower.

Cover art by Syneca.

Electronic book Publication: May 2006

This book may not be reproduced or used in whole or in part by any means existing without written

permission from the publisher, Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc.® 1056 Home Avenue, Akron OH 44310-

3502.

This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales

is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the authors’ imagination and used fictitiously.

Warning:

The following material contains graphic sexual content meant for mature readers. This story has been

rated S-ensuous by a minimum of three independent reviewers.

Ellora’s Cave Publishing offers three levels of Romantica™ reading entertainment: S (S-ensuous), E (E-

rotic), and X (X-treme).

S- ensuous love scenes are explicit and leave nothing to the imagination.

E- rotic love scenes are explicit, leave nothing to the imagination, and are high in volume per the overall

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objectionable, such as bondage, submission, same sex encounters, forced seductions, and so forth. E-rated

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D ANGEROUS I NTENTIONS

Denise A. Agnew

Dedication

As always, to Terry, my romance inspiration and my hero.

Acknowledgment

To Bev Kay for information on what it can be like working at a soup kitchen.

Trademarks Acknowledgement

The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of the

following wordmarks mentioned in this work of fiction:

BMW: Bayerische Motoren Werke Aktiengesellschaft

Glenmorangie: Macdonald & Muir Limited

Jaguar: Jaguar Cars Limited Corporation

M-16: Colt Defense LLC

Mercedes: Daimler Chrysler AG Corporation

Montblanc: Montblanc-Simplo GmbH Corporation

Porsche: Dr. Ing. h. c. f. Porsche Aktiengesellschaft Corporation

Range Rover: Rover Group Limited

Dangerous Intentions

Prologue

The old man looked like a gnome.

Scott imagined Reginald Casey Chapman with one of those ridiculous green hats

and a costume that made him resemble one of the Seven Dwarfs. Dopey. Yeah. That

was the one.

Sitting behind a huge mahogany desk, the Chief Executive Officer of Chapman

Enterprises could have looked like Yoda and it wouldn’t matter. The man possessed

more money and power than almost anyone in the whole damn United States and then

some.

Lightning illuminated the room, and Scott glanced out the colossal penthouse office

window. Towering thirty-five stories into the atmosphere, the office complex

challenged the Denver skyline and nature itself. He shifted in his seat across the desk

from Chapman and watched the weather outside.

Thunderheads reared to the west, heralding another Rocky Mountain June storm.

He wished he could be in the mountains when the rain came, smelling the ozone and

the danger. Instead, the patriarch of a family of two gazed at him with anticipation.

Expecting him to accomplish something he didn’t feel like doing now or any other time

in the near future. Incredibly boring, but necessary.

“I want you to stick to her like glue,” Chapman said, leaning on the green leather

desk blotter in front of him. His voice didn’t match his diminutive stature. It rumbled in

his chest with command.

“No problem, Mr. Chapman.”

“Call me Reggie.” Twitching up one snowy white brow, Chapman snatched a

Montblanc fountain pen from the green leather pencil holder on his desk. “This should

cover clothing, living expenses, and any other supplies you might need.”

Scott glanced down at his own charcoal, double-breasted suit. “Something wrong

with the way I’m dressed?”

Chapman scribbled without pausing or looking up from his checkbook. “No, no.

There may be other supplies, however, that you wish to obtain.” He finished his

signature with a flourish and ripped the check from the book. Handing the advance to

Scott, he plastered on a wide smile. “Consider it a down payment to secure your

services.”

Scott stared at the astronomical amount and felt a flicker of unease. “Taggert

Security Team pays me—”

Chapman waved one small hand. “Nonsense. I know quality when I see quality. Do

you often underrate your talents?”

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