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Beau smirks. “It’s about time you have some power.”

Charlotte pushes me towards the booth the blonde girl stood at the other day. “Look over the list when people come in. Don’t ask their name but make sure they’re a member. Can you handle that?”

Beau follows, confirming on my behalf. “She can handle anything.”

“Good. Here comes your first guest.” Charlotte turns away. “Bonne chance.” She’s gone before I even know what to do with the equipment in front of me. A wide screen shows a list of members with contact information. There’s also a book with the same info next to a golden phone with a thousand buttons.

“Hello, you’re new.” A voice comes from in front of me and when I look up, I don’t think I’ll need a list for this after all.

“Bella Shonin.” I smile, greeting the renowned fashion designer in the flesh. “Welcome back.” A quick glance at the map next to the phone and I direct her towards the welcome drinks.

“Oh I know, I’ll have many.” She winks. “Nice blazer.”

My head lifts with that smile sticking and… maybe Beau is right. Maybe I can handle this.

The next few guests are easy. I know them all from the internet or television and it takes little time for me to get comfortable with my new job. My new job! This Valley Girl is going places.

“Psst,” a whisper comes from behind me. Turning around, Beau grins. “I’m heading out but you’re doing great. See you tomorrow?”

“Thanks, Beau.” I don't know how I’ll do it yet but, “I owe you.”

“No you don’t.” His eyes wander my frame in my new position. “Did I mention you look spectacular in that?”

“Bet you say that to all the girls.”

“Only girls from The Valley that put my credit card to good use.”

A gust of air comes into the foyer as the door swings open, aiding the heat on my cheeks. Straightening my blazer, I’m ready to welcome another member. “Welcome to—” My voice fades as quickly as my smile.

“Shit.” Beau reads my mind, my heart dropping to my gut.

A smirk spreads across that chiselled face, one that’s not nearly as welcoming as the others. “Well, hello Butterfly.”

SEVEN

MAC

I hate her.

I want to pull that head of fiery hair.

I want to smack those freckles off her face.

I want those thick lips around my cock so I can choke her and see those stupid bloodstone eyes pop.

My eyes land on her throat as she gulps. If this desk wasn’t between us, my hand would be flying to that neck.

“Help, Sun House got infested with vermin.” Hannah’s voice sails above the background music. “Golden.” Jill Scott. “Really, Beau? You took her back here?”

Beau. My eyes would move to him if they weren’t locked on Ember’s but I’m not taking my eyes off her. Ever. Her body is as stiff as my morning wood and that makes a smirk tickle the corner of my lips. She’s afraid. Good. I need her out of here. Today. By any means necessary.

“Welcome back, McKingsley.” Beau says, speaking for her, like she doesn’t have a mouth of her own and I know she does. I’ve been thinking about what to do with it all day.

“Hello everyone.” Charlotte stops when she sees what must look like an old western showdown. “Is everything okay?”

“Yeah, McKinsley, is everything okay?” Beau echoes. As much as I want to take that pen and jab it in his eyes, I won’t give him or her the satisfaction.

Dominate with your mind. Your hands will get you in trouble.

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