Undercover in the CEO's Bed

By: Coleen Kwan

She cleared her throat. “And your competitors? Are they getting the same information?”

“No, it’s worse.” He frowned as he stirred his coffee. “They’re getting information about our bids for certain management projects and using it to underbid us. We’ve lost a number of big contracts already. I’m talking about millions of dollars of lost revenue here.”

No wonder he looked on edge. His shoulders were bunched tight, and the tendons in his neck stood out like steel cables. He needed to relax. He needed someone to massage his shoulders and neck, to ease out all the kinks. She’d done that for him in the past. She’d stroked and squeezed and turned him on until he’d forgotten all his problems for a while...

She pulled herself upright. Heck, she wasn’t feeling sorry for Lex, was she? He was strong and hardy, he could take the pressure.

“I’m assuming you’ve done all the usual checks, got your IT security guys to run the normal scans?”

“Yep. I’ve even had my offices and all the conference rooms checked for listening devices. Nothing suspicious so far. This mole isn’t high tech, I’m beginning to think.”

As he studied the dark depths of his espresso, a premonition came over her. “You have a suspect in mind.”

In answer, he shifted in his seat and tapped his spoon against his cup.

“Well?” she prompted.

He pushed aside his coffee to lace his fingers together on the tabletop, his thumbs pressing against each other. “You’ve never met my family, have you?”

“You know I haven’t.” In the four months they’d been together, she couldn’t remember Lex ever mentioning the other Rochesters. At the time, she hadn’t really noticed, but now it did seem odd, considering he was the head of the family company. “I know you have relatives who work at Jubilee too.”

Lex nodded. “There’s my uncle Ralph. He was our vice president in charge of branding, but now he spends most of his time running the Rochester Foundation. Kirk, his son, is in our finance division. We’re the same age. He’s had some personal problems in the last couple of years. His wife was sick for a while. She died six months ago.”

“Oh, I’m sorry,” she replied, uncertain how to react when Lex remained so impassive.

“He came back to work a couple of months ago. He has a younger sister, Holly, who also works at Jubilee.”

Jacinta waited for him to tell her more, but he fell silent. “Do they know anything about your security leaks?” she asked.

He drummed his fingers on the tabletop, a deep crease between his eyes. “I think one of them is the security leak.”

For a second or two she was speechless. “Your own family? That’s impossible.”

“Is it?” The ice in his eyes chilled her.

“Why would any of them want to jeopardize the company? They all own shares, don’t they?”

“Yes. Together with my grandmother’s shares, the family owns a controlling stake in Jubilee Holdings.”

“So why would any of them want to kill the goose that lays the golden eggs?”

His mouth flattened. “Personal reasons.”

She waited for him to elaborate, but instead he drained his coffee cup, his face flinty. With a pang she realized she barely knew Lex. This man had turned her life upside down. For four months he’d bewitched her, consumed her every thought, thrown all her priorities out the window. She’d shared the most physical intimacies with him, but she’d mistaken sexual familiarity for an emotional connection. He’d never talked to her about his family, never hinted at any tension.

The fact that he’d hidden so much from her triggered a fresh rush of hurt. He’d never confided in her because he hadn’t trusted her, hadn’t viewed their relationship as all that intimate or special. Well, she wouldn’t beg him to open up to her.

“You must have more than just personal reasons to suspect them of sabotage,” Jacinta said.

He set down his coffee cup with a thud. “Hell, of course I don’t want to suspect my own family, but I don’t seem to have any other choice. The last two leaks could only have come from one of them because they happened right after private meetings where only family members were present. We were discussing a possible sell-off, and those discussions were leaked. The meeting room we used had been scanned for listening devices, and we don’t allow cell phones in our meetings. The only way that info got out was through someone who was there—me, Kirk, Holly, Ralph.”

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