Page 141 of Volatile Obsessions

“I don’t know, Miss Mercier, should it be?” he snapped.

I wasn’t laughing anymore.

The fact he had the balls to even dare speaking to her in such a manner, when she providing him with quite the opportunity, was where I drew the line.

“You’re out,” I chimed in, rubbing my jaw between two fingers as I observed him.

His head snapped back over to where I sat, expression perplexed. “What?”

“You’re. Out,” I enunciated slowly.

“Why? I need this cash, man!”

“Should’ve thought about that before you decided to disrespect the Queen, mate. Don’t bite the hand that feeds you.”

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry, okay?” he bellowed, shifting anxiously in his seat. “I’m just nervous! I’ve never done anything like this be—”

“Yet another reason why you’re out. This isn’t a rookie position. We need someone skilled and reserved by nature,” I explained evenly.

“I can do that, I sw—”

I held a hand up to spare him. “Have a nice evening.”

Fernandez tried piping up again, pivoting back towards Lux in hopes she’d hear him out, but she shook her head and held a hand up as well, ending his feat before a single word could make it out of his mouth.

After he stormed out, I rose from my seat and made my way over to Lux, who had quite the satisfied look on her face.

“That was hot,” she said, swiveling her throne around to meet me.

Grinning, I flashed her a wink and dipped my head to her level. “We’ll find someone else.”

“I’m not even worried about it. I know we will”—kiss—“How was your day?”

“Long, tiring.” I set my hands on the armrest, wedging my way between her legs. “I’m ready to go home, take a long shower, and lose myself in you for a couple hours.”

Coy, blue eyes regarded me beneath playful lashes. “That can be arranged. You should spend the night.”

“Oh, I was planning on it. I loathe the solidarity of my bed these days.”

“Right there with you, baby.” She kissed me again. “Wednesday misses you, too.”

“And I her. When do you wanna head out?” I was eager to get out of there, and it showed in zealous waves.

Lux smirked knowingly, checking the time on her computer screen. “Twenty minutes, maybe? I just need to add a few things to Ellie’s calendar and respond to some emails.”

“Or you can leave all that for tomorrow morning and I can get our evening started early,” I suggested, peppering featherlight kisses along her neck.

“Oooh, I’m intrigued. Do tell.” She hitched her legs around me.

“In detail or no detail?”

A tug to my tie put her lips at my ear. “I want every, single filthy detail running through your mind.”

She asked for it…

“You, on that desk. Pencil skirt bunched high above your hips. These silky, creamy legs of yours spread wide open for me while I eat this pussy from your throne.”

“And then what?” she breathed, nipping the lobe.

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