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As the Highland rain began to lash against the glass, Isla realized the high-rise office was just a different kind of battlefield—and she was already losing her heart to the most dangerous man in Scotland. "The merger papers, Mr
Isla swallowed hard. She had come to Scotland for a fresh start, a quiet job in archives and administration. She hadn't expected her boss to be a modern-day Chieftain who looked like he’d just stepped out of an 18th-century epic. "And what is it you want?" she whispered. As the Highland rain began to lash against
Callum leaned over her desk, pinning her with a look that was equal parts predatory and protective. "We're alone in this tower, lass. My ancestors didn't care much for 'appropriate' when they saw something they wanted."
"I told you to call me Callum, Isla," he murmured, his voice a low, gravelly burr that vibrated in her chest. He stepped closer, invading her professional bubble. The scent of sandalwood and rain followed him.
The mist clung to the jagged peaks of the Isle of Skye, but inside the glass-walled offices of MacLean Enterprises, the atmosphere was even more suffocating.