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My work sure yeah I can get obsessed with that..but a woman?? Hell I never thought I’d see the day. I’m shaking it up to the fact that she’s just playing hard to get. Yes I know she’s married but, fuck, married women throw themselves at me all the time.

I’m pulled from my thoughts by the feel of nails digging into my wrist. Shit. My company's face is turning a pretty shade of blue and I realize I probably have been cutting off her airway for a little too long. I yank my hand out of her grip and continue to slam into her while she wheezes for air. Glancing over at the clock, I realize it’s getting late and I need to cut this short.

I thrust in and out of her while envisioning a curvy little brunette. All it takes is a few more pumps and I’m pulling out, ripping off the condom and finishing all over my date’s stomach.

“Thanks Vanessa. I’ll buzz the doorman to let you out downstairs,” I tell her as I walk into my bathroom.

“It’s Vivian,” I hear her reply. She says something else but I don’t hear the rest before I’m jumping in the shower. When I get out she’s gone like she never even existed in the first place.

Chapter 13

Nate

“Your father told me to expect a visit from you, though I must admit I’m a bit disappointed,” Lockhart says while leaning back in his chair.

I don't say anything so he keeps talking. “It's been months since your father called me Nate. What exactly have you been doing? You certainly aren't working and it seems your hygiene is lacking.” He wrinkles his nose at me in disgust.

“I've been applying for work at a few companies. Nothing has pulled through though. I was hoping not to have to ask for any favors.” I reply while running my hand through my hair. I fucking hate this shit.

I prefer if you beg Nate.” Lockhart says with a smirk. “If not, I'm sure I can figure out some sort of service you could provide to make a suitable income.”

“I'm not doing that” I grit out.

He leans over his desk staring at me with a pointed look. “Let me make myself clear, Nate. You have two options. Either you hand yourself over or you hand her over. Either way, I will end up with a taste of what I have been waiting a long time to have. The real question is, are you going to selfishly benefit from it or will you be a knight in shining armor?”

“How long do I have before I need to give her up?” I ask, not skipping a beat. There’s no way I can hand myself over to this monster.

“I always knew you were your father’s son,” He responds with a grin. Standing from his desk, he starts unzipping his pants. “Let's seal the deal with a kiss. Come tomorrow you will have a pretty signing bonus waiting for you in your new office.”

I gulp, looking over my shoulder and see both guards blocking the exit. Turning towards an approaching Lockhart, I close my eyes and pretend I’m anywhere but here.

Chapter 14

Riley

“Riley, you look so pretty on your knees. You take this cock so perfectly,” he says as he pulls his dick out of my mouth and rubs the tip of it against my lips. “Do you want to please me?”

I nod my head yes.

“I’m gonna need to hear it from you. Use your words, Riley.”

“Yes sir,” I hear myself say. My voice sounds muffled.

“I can’t hear you Riley. What did you say?”

I try to say “yes sir" again but it’s still jumbled.

“Riley? Riley, wake up.” My eyes go wide and I realize that the voice I’m hearing isn’t Sebastian’s anymore. I’m jolted fully awake by the feel of a hand on my shoulder. Looking up, I realize that Kaz is standing next to me, looking around quickly before raising her eyebrows in my direction.

“You okay friend?” she asks, clearly confused by this situation. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone so bored they fall asleep at Bolt! Or brave, maybe not bored, just brave.”

Oh my god. I must have fallen asleep at my desk. I mumble to Kaz something along the lines of “Good god don’t tell anyone that happened,” and try to act as if nothing has happened. I look at her directly. “I just haven’t been getting much sleep at home. If Nate is home, he’s usually been drinking and I find myself on edge all night expecting him to want something from me!” I say it jokingly but I’m dead serious.

“What do you mean, if he is home?” Kaz asks, clearly confused.

“It’s just that Nate’s started working a new job and he says he’s expected to take clients out for dinner and that usually turns into schmoozing them beyond dinner. He seems happier now that he’s back at work…but yeah some nights he’s not home till really late.”

“Ummm,” she starts, “don’t you think that’s a little weird?”

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