Page 57 of Ruthless Mafia Daddy

“Ally had to leave the company. A personal situation arose.”

“Oh. Sorry to hear that. She’ll be hard to replace.”

“I’ve already found a replacement.” He smiles at me, and I narrow my eyes. “You.”

“Me?” I squeak.

Oh, hell no. Working this closely with Andre every damn day would be torture. It’s bad enough there’s a corridor separating us.

“Thanks, but I’m sure there are other people more suitable?—"

“This isn’t up for negotiation.” Andre folds his arms across his chest, making the muscles in his forearms flex.

My mouth actually waters, and I have to bite the inside of my cheek to stop myself from making some inappropriate sexual noise. I swear my hormones are out of control?—

I shut the thought down. There’s a perfect explanation for that, but not one I want to address right now. Especially, when Andre is barely six feet away from me.

“Do you really think this is the best idea, given our…history? What if people pick up on something?”

“Are you planning on fucking me in the office, Lila?” He is so matter-of-factly. “Or what about the break room?”

“No.” But I can feel my nipples harden at the thought of him bending me over that desk. I shift in place, too aware of the ache between my thighs.

“In that case, there’s no chance of anyone walking in on us being inappropriate. So, what’s the issue?”

“I don’t want people to think I’ve slept my way to the top.”

Andre stands, running his hands down his shirt as he strides over to me.

I hold my breath, watching his every move as if it’s in slow motion.

He doesn’t get too close, but I could still reach out and run my hands down his chest if I really wanted to.

“If you hear anything of the sort, come to me, and I’ll take care of the situation.”

“What, by firing them?”

“Yes.” Andre frowns.

I notice the flecks of gold in his brown eyes, and I want to lose myself in the intensity of them forever.

“No.” I shake my head, looking away. “Andre, this is my job. You can’t mess with me like this. I’ve worked too hard.”

“I’d like to remind you, Miss Morano, that I am the owner of this company.” He takes another step forward so that my breasts almost brush against him.

I look up at him, and the hunger in his eyes has me wanting to sink in his arms and let him worship my body like he did the other night.

“So, if I want to fire someone for so much as looking at you the wrong way, I can. Besides, by being my assistant, you’re getting a significant raise and a promotion. I’ve already emailed you over the new contract.”

‘Do I have a choice?” My nipples ache so much I bite back a whimper, desperate for Andre’s touch. For his strong arms to wrap around my body. For him to tell me all will be ok.

But it’s not. Because I can’t tell Andre my suspicions. I’m in this alone, which means I’ll need all the money I can get.

“No. You either accept, or you leave.”

“I don’t think you’d let me leave, Andre.”

“We can test this theory, Lila. Decline my offer, walk away.” The corner of his mouth twitches, and I know he’s bluffing.

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