Page 145 of My Ruthless Neighbor

“No. You are my grumpy neighbor and boss. Definitely not a friend.”

He snorts. And it pleases me that I can lighten him up. I crack another silly joke when he tightens his arms around me. “Sleep now, baby. You won’t get any tonight.”

And just like that, he unleashes a swarm of butterflies in my belly.

True to his word, Archer really kept me up all night. After I fell asleep last night, he woke me up by sliding into me from behind.

Then when I was fully awake, he turned me on my stomach and fucked me until I was sobbing for release.

I’m surprised I can walk.

Last night still feels like a dream. I was slightly disappointed when he wasn’t there when I woke up this morning. He did leave a note behind informing me that he had to go to work for a meeting.

But I wasn’t alone in bed. Goldie had taken Archer’s place. His eyes were filled with accusation because he didn’t get to sleep in my bed like he usually does. After all, my bedroom was locked.

He quickly got over it when I suggested going out. Yes, I take my workout seriously now that I am a model. And going on a run with Goldie is fun. He enjoys it a lot. Though this morning, I opted for walking.Slow walking. Because I was sore.

After that, I came home, showered, had a smoothie for a post-workout snack, then waited for my dog sitter before leaving for work.

As I don’t have a manager yet, I deal with the companies hiring me directly or through a KIM Advertising associate. This time, I contacted them directly.

They emailed the location and other details last night. All I needed was to get a taxi and reach there on time.

I was surprised when I found a car and a driver waiting for me outside my apartment building.

Only Archer knew about my car situation. His message confirmed my assumption.

Felix will be driving you to and from work until your new car arrives.

And although warmth filled my heart at his gesture, I was confused at the last bit of the sentence. A new car?

So I sent him a text asking about the same. He didn’t respond until I climbed inside the car and Felix started driving.

Expect the delivery in two days.

But I have a car. I texted back.

He was getting on my nerves by taking forever to reply. I remember jerking up when my phone pinged.

Not anymore. But you will in two days as I mentioned in my text earlier.

When I sent him a paragraph-long message demanding him to explain himself, he had the audacity to tell me,I’m busy. We’ll discuss this tonight.

Heat flooded my cheeks as I read his message. It meant that he would see me tonight. As in after work hours.

I was excited and pissed and confused. So I decided not to think about Archer and our text conversation and focus on work.

The next few hours flew by. The shoot went well. When I walked out of the studio, I found Felix waiting for me already.

I was summoned by the dark lord. I also received an email from Archer’s assistant, Chad informing that I had to attend this impromptu meeting.

So instead of heading home, I was here, in his lair.

Only last night, I all but ran down this very hallway with tears streaming down my face. The need to escape Archer’s contemptuous eyes was the only thing that helped quicken my pace. Or else I would’ve stumbled and fallen to my knees with how shaky my legs were.

And now I am walking this same passage with a different attitude. Albeit being pissed at him, I can’t help the grin that’s splitting my face in two. Or the bounce in my step.

I am wearing a cute full-sleeve red satin corset top with a square neckline and a pair of white flare pants. My red beret matches my top, lipstick, sunglasses, and Mary Jane pumps.

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