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About whether she’d ever been with a Daddy Dom before.

Not that he was interested in a relationship.

“Devi!” her boss snapped.

“Sorry, I have to get back to work,” she said cheerfully. “But it was nice chatting. Have a great day.”

Hayes watched as she wandered over to where that asshole stood. He reached out and touched her arm. She seemed to flinch. Was he hurting her?

“Hey!”

They both jumped and turned to stare at him.

“Don’t touch her.”

The guy took a step away from Devi and Hayes gave a nod.

Good. Well, it was a start anyway. He didn’t like her working for this jerk.

Why did she stay in this job? Why were her finances in such a bad state?

Unless she’d taken out a loan or something to pay for her brother’s defense?

Hayes walked over to where Sondra was sitting. She was typing furiously on her phone but she put it down, turning it over as he sat.

She shot him a searching look. “You remember that you’re my bodyguard.”

Hayes turned to her. “Yeah, I remember my job.”

“Just seems like you spend more time watching that girl than me.”

“I’m not supposed to watch you, I keep an eye on your surroundings to search for any threats.”

“And were you doing that when you were talking to her?”

What the fuck?

He leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms over his wide chest. “You got a problem with the job I’m doing?”

Sondra eyed him, looking slightly nervous. Then she sighed and tapped her fingers against the table. “I would prefer not to have a bodyguard at all.”

“Get that it’s a hassle.”

“I don’t think you do. If I tell you something, do you have to tell Alan?”

He thought about that for a moment. “Only if it regards your safety or his, I guess.”

“I want to leave him. He’s . . . not a good person. I’ve stayed with him for years.” She shrugged her shoulders. “Mostly due to the money. But I’ve got . . . other options now, let’s say.”

Right.

So reading between the lines, she was having an affair. No wonder having him follow her around was cramping her lifestyle.

“How long you been having an affair?” he asked bluntly.

She glanced around with a frown. “Do you mind keeping your voice down? I don’t want Alan finding out.”

“Why are you telling me this, Sondra?”