Page 53 of SINS & Riley
The door slams open.
My little spitfire of a captive lights up the room and invades my space with the finesse of a nuke.
Apparently my keeping my distance for the past ten days wasn’t enough of a hint. Uninvited and unapologetic, she storms up to my desk, all curves and fury.
My cock is instantly hard.
An issue I intend to remedy soon.
“Did you hurt him?” She cries.
I don’t answer. Not because I’m dodging the question.
But because I’m too busy drinking her in like a man starved, and two seconds from sinking my teeth into her like she’s prey.
She’s a storm, wild and untamed.
Hair tangled. Cheeks flushed. Her entire wardrobe streaked in flour and smeared with sticky fingerprints courtesy of Dominic’s sugar gremlins.
Her Eff Cardio, I Run With Wolves tee stretches tight across her full tits, rising and falling with every breath.
Cardio, huh? I’ll give her cardio.
She smells like cannolis, coated in enough chocolate and sugar to flatline a diabetic at twenty yards. It dusts my desk the second she slams her palms down on it.
“Answer me!” she demands.
God, this woman’s brand is straight up suicidal. And all I can think about is licking the mess off her skin like salt off a margarita glass.
My lips twitch. “What was the question?”
Her glare sharpens, adorably lethal. “You heard me.”
I lean back, tapping steepled fingers against my chin. “Did I hurt who? You’ll have to be more specific.”
Her jaw sets. “The doctor. Did you hurt him?”
The doctor. Again with that asshole. “You should be less worried about him, Zapretnaya, and more worried about you.”
I press a button under my desk.
The door behind her shuts.
She whips around. Then back to me.
“This is the point in our conversation where you should be on your knees.”
Her mouth opens, then closes. Then opens again, ripe with a tangle of words. “It wasn’t his fault. I made him do it. I?—”
“How did you find my office?”
Considering this place is wired with more cameras than a hot tub on The Bachelor, I should know everything about Riley.
Yet somehow, all the footage from yesterday is mysteriously gone.
When I pressed Dominic about it, he muttered something about my growing paranoia and that technical glitches happen.
Do they?
