The other women had worked their butts off tonight. They deserved it. Miller had only been working here for three days, but she liked the other woman a lot.
And you really like that Colm is here every shift with her.
Yeah, she liked that most of all.
“They doing their jobs,” Oleg spat out. “They don’t need reward for doing what paid to do.”
For fuck’s sake.
He was such an asshole.
He spun her around. Sharp pain slashed her spine. God, that hurt. She was so busy breathing through the pain and trying to keep it hidden from him that she failed to notice him plucking the cash from her hand.
“I just take this.”
Her eyes watered and she had to blink a few times before she glanced up to find him stashing the cash in his back pocket.
“What are you doing?” she asked. “That’s not yours.”
“It is now.” He smiled.
In another life, when he was a better person, he might have been considered handsome.
To her, he just looked disgusting.
Rotten.
Nasty.
Ugly. So very ugly.
“Call it payment for putting up with Anisimov moaning at me all week about you doing my work while I went to doctor appointment.”
Fuck.
She wished she’d been able to think of a better excuse for his absence when Sacha caught Colm helping her in the back room.
Oleg hadn’t been happy with her after Sacha dragged him into his office to ‘talk’ to him.
Sacha was protective of her. Unfortunately, he couldn’t protect her from Oleg.
He was her burden to bear. Her punishment.
“Apparently, I am slacking off. And need to ‘man up’ and take care of you better. So, this is me taking care of you better, Sofia.”
“What? By taking the money meant for my staff?”
“Tut-tut Sofia. Our staff.” He moved closer to her.
God. Why couldn’t he brush his teeth? The stench of his breath turned her stomach.
Garlic and onions.
It was getting so bad that she was now starting to gag when she smelled them cooking.
“Have you heard of a breath mint?” she spat out before she could stop herself.
“You heard of self-preservation?” he snarled back. “Respecting your betters?”