Her Tiger Billionaire (Supernatural Billionaire Mates 2)

Cécile looked more fired up than normal. Her insults were usually more elegant.

“You’re still in the office? The working day ended fifteen minutes ago,” Annalise said with a blank face on. Sven had taught her to look oblivious around Cécile, so she wouldn’t suspect anything until he could execute his last move.

“Did you think I wouldn’t find out about it? Jonah Walker. Dalton Snyder. Erin Frost. I know that bastard drove them out.”

“Which bastards are we talking about? Lately you’ve been calling everybody a bastard.”

“Don’t act stupid! It’s my mistake that I underestimated you. You must have known Sven’s plan from the beginning.”

“You’re givi

ng me too much credit. I’m really, really stupid. I served coffee and pancakes before this, remember?”

“Shut up!” Cécile slammed her fist on the table.

“Yikes!” Annalise rolled her chair backward. “Cécile, calm down.”

“Calm down? Calm down!” Cécile was livid. “Do you have any idea what I have gone through to be where I am now? I studied hard. I worked hard. This company should have belonged to me, not that crazy uncle of yours. It’s my dad’s money that built this company. Not Seymour’s. Mine!”

“Cécile, you own shares of Dune too. In other words, you are also the owner of this company. What more could you want?”

“It all should be mine!”

“Sven was right. You’re greedy.”

“Greed is good, you stupid bitch. Greed is what built this country. If you and Sven think you could drive me out of Dune Industry, you’re sadly mistaken. I will fight you and I will make your life a living hell.”

Annalise scratched her head in a deliberately un-ladylike manner. “I really don’t know what to say.”

“You don’t! Why don’t you go back where you belong? Serve coffee and fucking pancakes.”

“I’d love to, but Sven won’t let me. Why don’t you calm down and take it easy the rest of the night. You’re obviously stressed out.”

“Don’t you fucking dare tell me what to do!”

“I’m worried about you. Did you forget to take your medication this morning?”

Cécile screamed all of a sudden. She seized a letter opener and stabbed at her.

Annalise yelled. The letter opener connected with her shoulder and made a deep gash. “You bitch, that hurt! What’s wrong with you?”

“What’s wrong with me? What’s wrong with me? I’ll show you what’s wrong with me. I want you dead! Dead!”

Annalise made a beeline for the door when Cécile lunged at her again. She couldn’t believe Cécile went ballistic like that. Sven was right again. That woman was psycho.

Cécile screamed like a maniac when her target slipped away. She chased Annalise and grabbed her hair. Annalise’s head snapped backward.

“Cécile stop it!”

“Die, bitch, die!”

Annalise caught the letter opener with her hand before it pierced her neck. Cécile was stronger than she thought. They both struggled and Annalise ended up tumbling face down.

“Cécile, don’t.”

“Die!”

Annalise instinctively closed her eyes. All her senses were shut down in the face of danger.