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Hunter Middleton is a complicated man who is far more experienced in life than I am, and it feels like he is systematically trying to possess me, body and soul. But once he decides that he’s done with me, will I be able to walk away unscathed?

Chapter 38

Afraid Of Falling

MEGAN

“He punched him?” Naomi looks at me from where she’s chopping carrots for dinner, her face reflecting shock. “Like in the jaw?”

I nod from where I’m sprawled on the couch, wearing my Tweetybird character pajamas.

“I know I shouldn’t think about it like this, but it was fucking hot, and if I hadn’t stopped him, I don’t know what he would have done to Ricky.”

“That is so hot.”

“Every red flag about this man drives me insane.”

“Hot ass red flags.” Naomi grins.

Naomi’s hair is tied in a slick bun, and not a single hair moves out of place when she brings the knife down harder than necessary on the cutting board, her voice filled with satisfaction.

“I’m glad somebody finally stood up to Ricky. I mean the fucking audacity to think that you still have feelings for someone who humiliated you like that. The guy might be good-looking, but he’s a certifiable douchebag.”

I close the art history book, leaning against my raised knees as I prepare for an upcoming test.

“I’m kind of still worried about what he said, though. What if he edits that video and rereleases it before the exhibition?”

“Didn’t Ricky and Ashley’s parents make an arrangement with the Dean? There would be some consequences if those two tried that dumb shit again.”

“Yeah, an agreement was made, but then their parents donated to the school. A large donation. So, I’m still in a precarious position.”

“Are you, though? Sounds like your boss handled him.”

“I mean, Hunter definitely frightened him but–“

“Wait, a ding dong minute. Did you just call that grown-ass man Hunter?” Naomi looks up at me, her brows so high up in her head that they are at risk of disappearing in her hairline. “Since when did Mr. Middleton, our benevolent landlord, your boss, become Hunter?”

My eyes lower as I sink deeper into the couch. “I don’t know. In my head, I started calling him that.” I don’t want to tell her everything.

When Naomi doesn’t say anything, I peek over the top of the couch to see her staring at me.

“This calling him Hunter in your head started after Paris, right?” she asks suspiciously.

I shrug, trying not to give away much.

“Girl, you told me nothing happened in Paris. You said he was a perfect gentleman.”

I grimace. “Well?—”

“Megan!” Naomi rounds the island counter and strides over to me, her eyes blazing.“You pretty little liar! I knew it. Something freaky happened, didn’t it?”

I sit up, the book falling against my chest as I scramble away, but she’s already hovering over me.

“Spill it. What happened between the two of you? I want all the details.”

I have no choice but to reveal the truth. I can never hold things from Naomi for too long. “We slept together.”

Her eyes widen. “You and your boss? The billionaire? Our landlord? You had sex with him?” The shock immediately transforms into suspicion. “Wait, did he force you?”

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