Page 13 of Her Innocent CEO

“You probably heard my dick about to break. I’m so hard Karen, c’mon and suck me already will ya? I’m about due for one of your famous throat solos.”

I grimace and shiver. The mental image of my boss blowing anyone isn’t something that makes me not want to heave.

Apparently, she’s pretty. She’s what every man wants. Big, fake tits and a Botox grin under tons of makeup she’s troweled on.

I don’t think Maddox is into women like that, he said he wasn’t and I believe him. No man of mine sink that low.

She’s gross.

And after a few seconds I realize that James Hunter is too.

“Oh you’ll get you blowjob, James and then some,” I hear her, grinning no doubt, but she has business on the brain, I can tell by the tone of her voice.

“Just tell me one more time… about the money,” she says huskily, lowering her voice and without any more prompting from Maddox; I know it’s my cue to start filming.

I give Maddox a determined look which turns into a cold question.

Literally.

We’re both naked still and I’m starting to shiver.

Maddox darts into the bathroom and hands me a snuggly robe before slipping one on over himself, covering my view of his perfect body.

Even cold, he’s all man and as soon as he’s covered, I miss his nudity already but his own insistent look is urging me to get this done.

He could film them himself, but it’s my phone and I know my way around it better than anyone.

I just need to creep up on those two, and get what hard evidence I can.

Karen’s mention of money has killed James’ mood a little, but he seems determined to have today be all about him.

He rolls his eyes, just as I round the corner near the kitchen, and jutting the red circle to record, I watch and listen, knowing Maddox can hear everything as well.

The sooner I get this done, the sooner Maddox can…

Selfish? A little, but that man really has scratched an itch and left it largely undone as far as I’m concerned.

I want him as much as I know he wants me, maybe more. But we can’t do anything with these other two in here as well.

“Honey? Is it all about the money again?” James asks. I breathe a sigh of relief they’re both still dressed.

“It’s always been about the money, James how dumb do you think I really am?” Karen says bitterly, her eyes narrowing, but not wanting to get so cold she cuts herself out of her own deal.

James laughs, and tries to stroke her hair before she pulls her head back and with an exaggerated movement of resignation, he takes his own phone out.

“Alright… alright… a deal’s a deal, Karen. If it’s money you want, then here.”

He makes a concentrated face and taps at his screen for a few seconds before showing the phone to her.

I make sure I keep my hands rock solid, filming a guy tapping his phone but it’s hardly real evidence.

“There! Six hundred thousand in escrow, your Swiss account.”

Her eyes flare as mine turn to slits, willing them both to be more explicit for a change.

“A down payment. The rest is yours once that Maddox prick is on the news, behind bars. You did good fudging the paperwork and even sleeping with half the board to make it look like he stole from his own investors but I told you, I’ll only rest when that prick’s out of the picture for good.”

I can feel Maddox’s anger brewing from the other room, it’s like he’s grown ten times his size and is about to burst in, but he doesn’t.

I keep filming, despite the low battery signal and the knowledge I don’t have a huge amount of memory left either.

Will that be enough?

It’s a solid admission of foul play, but I just don’t know. I decide to keep rolling, mindful of my own position as I try and keep out of sight.

Stealth has never been my strong point.

Hunter’s an expert lawyer. He could get himself off from almost anything, I figure.

But he is up against Maddox Mapleton.

Chapter Eleven

Maddox

I can’t believe my ears, but at the same time I wouldn’t put anything past James Hunter.

But Karen Singleton from marketing?

It doesn’t add up. I can only assume he’s using her like he uses everyone, to get what he wants and then will drop her in it as much as he has with me.

I have a distinct feeling I’m not the only one James Hunter has in his sights.

If he’s had this Karen Barbie sleeping with the board, who knows what else he’s got up his sleeve.

Dammit!

I should’ve kept a tighter set of reigns on the finances… I guess I thought my own internal alarm bells were just paranoia. Telling myself I needed to trust people more.

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