Page 34 of Tempted By her Daddies

But enough was enough.

She couldn’t take their money and just wander around, pretending to clean. He’d known there was a reason why he didn’t want her around.

He searched the entire house.

Where the fuck was she? He was actually starting to worry when he heard noise coming from the gym.

Was she actually cleaning in the gym?

Alexei stormed into the room, anger riding him hard, and came to a sudden stop. He had expected her to be cleaning, not lying on the weights bench, trying to bench press way too much weight.

“What the hell do you think you are doing?” he yelled.

She let out a startled cry and her arms started to wobble.

Fuck!

He ran over and grabbed the bar, setting it back in the holder. She sat up and turned, giving him a shocked stare.

“You gave me a fright! I could have dropped that on myself.”

Was she serious? She was trying to tellhimoff? When she was the one in the wrong?

He really didn’t think so. He stomped around the bench.

The silly girl held her ground, glaring up at him, when if she’d had any sense, she’d have run.

Alexei loomed over and she didn’t even flinch.

No sense of self-preservation. For some reason that angered him as well.

“What do you think you are doing? You’re supposed to be cleaning the house, not in here working out!”

“Oh. Right. This is my lunch break.”

“Your lunch break? It’s three in the afternoon.”

“I know, I forget to stop and eat sometimes.”

He didn’t like that either! Yes, he was aware that he didn’t like much about this girl.

Except for the way she sang as she attempted to clean or smiled when she saw Roman, who it turned out she’d also met before taking this job.

He didn’t like that either.

How had she met both Roman and Salem before? Was that really a coincidence?

“Well, first of all, you need to start taking your breaks at a reasonable time. Lunch this late is unacceptable.”

“I didn’t realize that there were such strict rules around when I eat my lunch,” she countered.

Oh, this girl had more sass than was healthy for her backside. His hand itched to spank her. He saw her gaze turn wary as she stared down at his hands.

He suddenly realized that his hands were clenched into fists. Was she worried that he’d hit her?

Fuck.

He meant to intimidate her, but he didn’t want to frighten her. So he relaxed his hands.

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