Page 52 of Filthiest Of Them All

“Then why do you think you’re fired?” Nova says in a confused tone.

“You just said you hired someone else… so I thought that…” I clamp my mouth closed to stop rambling.

“Oh my God, Tate!” Vivian exclaims. “You are not fired, don’t scare me like that again!” she scolds.

“So, I still have a job?” I ask with a cheesy smile.

“Yes!” they both say in unison. I release the breath I didn’t know I was holding and smile.

“Thank you,” I mutter.

“So, I guess you will be wherever you are right now for a while?” Vivian says with a gleeful look on her face.

I roll my eyes which just causes her to laugh. “I… Yeah, I guess I’ll have to work remotely for a while.”

“Are you okay?” Nova asks in a tone filled with concern.

“Define okay?” I joke. They share a look before looking at me and I can see the worry lines on both their faces. “I’m fine, I promise,” I say, trying to ease their worries.

“How did he know where you were?” Nova asks.

I snort. “I swear he has a tracker on me, that son of a bitch?—”

“Stop calling my mom a bitch!” I snap my head toward the door so fast I cringe in pain. I think I pulled a muscle from moving too fast. My eyes widen at the sight of him shirtless and wearing only his jeans, covered in sweat. His hair is out and he looks like a fucking wet dream standing there looking like an Aztec god with no effort at all. He strolls toward me and I fight not to swallow my tongue the closer he gets. He stops at the edge of the bed, putting my face in line with his crotch. I fight the groan of sexual frustration from breaking free.

“Well, shit.” I jolt and Alex frowns at the sound of Vivian’s voice, I forgot all about the girls being on video call. I turn back to the screen to see them both staring at Alex with dumbfounded looks on their faces. “Hi, Alex,” Vi singsongs. I glare at her.

“Hey!” I snap, bringing both their eyes to me. Nova at least smiles sheepishly while Vivian just grins like an idiot. “You have three dicks to choose from, stop looking at mine!” I blurt out without thinking. My eyes widen a second before I scrunch them shut and wish for the floor to open and swallow me whole.

“Your dick, huh?” Alex’s tone is filled with smug satisfaction. Vivian and Nova both lose it and start laughing at my expense.

“On that note, I’ll talk to you both later,” I grit out.

“No, wait—” I slam the lid closed, cutting Vivian off. I bite down on my lip, refusing to even look at him. I’m so embarrassed and right now I would give anything for him to disappear so I can wallow in my own self-pity in private. He’s standing so close I can feel the heat radiating off him and it's doing nothing to calm my raging hormones. How the fuck could I have gone eighteen years without caring about sex or even thinking about it, to it now becoming a constant thought?

“By all means, Bambi, come play with the monster's dick anytime you like.” I groan and bury my face in my hands. The bastard laughs. “I’m gonna take a shower, sparring with the guys wasn’t the cardio I was hoping to do tonight.” I gasp, his innuendo was not fucking subtle. While he showers I decide to clean up all my things and put them away, then climb into bed. Maybe if I try really hard, I’ll fall asleep fast for once in my life.

Wishful thinking!

The door opens and I scrunch my eyes closed, not wanting to look at him. The second I do I know I’ll salivate at the sight of him, and then my thoughts will go haywire as I picture my pussy clenching around him while he’s slamming inside me. When the bed dips from his weight, I bite back the groan from breaking free and remain still, praying he will think I’m asleep.

“I lied.” I remain still and unmoving. “I had planned to break down your walls but not in the way you think. I was going to fuck with your head not your body or your… heart. Breaking you was never an option.” My breathing turns choppy but I still refuse to open my eyes or let him know I’m awake. “You’re right, I had six months of getting to know you. I hated you on sight at the beginning. I thought you would be exactly like your brother and father, but turns out I misjudged you. The longer I watched, the more I learned. You were kind because you could be. You helped because it was the right thing to do. You never used Vivian, you worked your ass off. You protected those girls at the clubs. You never did anything for yourself. In the six months I have been watching you I’ve never seen you buy a single thing for yourself.”

I’m trying to latch onto my anger toward him, but the more he talks the harder it's becoming. I know men like Alex aren’t the type to explain themselves or even express their feelings, he’s showing me the real him. I slowly open my eyes to find his gaze fixed on me. He smiles but it doesn’t reach his eyes. He knew I was faking sleep. I release a sigh and push myself up so my back is resting against the headboard.

“Did you mean it?” I ask quietly, as I tilt my head to the side so I can look at him.

“Mean what?” The soft glow of the bedside lamp makes him look like a glowing star. Alexander Denver is certainly not a star, he's more of a meteorite, something that you only see once in a lifetime.

“That you hate me because of who my brother and father are?”

He flinches and shakes his head. “No, Tatum. I said some fucked up things I never should have. I was angry?—”

“That’s not an excuse to be a dick, Alex,” I chastise him.

He rolls his lips over his teeth to keep from smiling. “This isn’t easy for me.”

“You think it is for me?” I wail. “I’ve had my life turned upside down, look at it from my point of view. You’ve been watching me without me knowing. For months I have lived in fear and a gilded cage because I was waiting for you to finally kill me and now look at me!”

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