Page 9 of Tease Me (Dark Odyssey 1)

Starting salary fifty to a hundred grand.I remind myself.

With fifty grand I’d get a net salary of just over four grand a month. That would be enough.

More than enough. The payment plan Hector set up spans over three years and we have to pay him a little over two and a half grand per month. He’s the bastard who wanted Carter dead. Hector is an infamous drug lord associated with the fucking Cuban Cartel. I can’t even think about that part. I can’t. Four grand would take care of everything. Dad wouldn’t have to worry about money. I could pay more and clear it. I could clear it potentially.

I pulled the zipper down and the dress floats down to my feet, pooling there, leaving me in just my bra and panties. My little black shoes with the bow on the side now look like I coordinated to match my bra. They’re the same.

Eyes bore into me as I return my gaze to him and he arches his thick brows, questioning.

“All of it, off… now.” He commands in a gruff voice that shouldn’t turn me on. Right now I should hate him, and I should hate this.

If I didn’t need this job I would have run right out that door at least five minutes ago. I would have, no matter how gorgeous he is, or how turned on I am.

Maybe I’m not normal either if I can admit he turns me on.

Maybe I lost reason and sense of logic along with everything else when my life went to hell.

Because it must be the only explanation for my fingers going up to the little butterfly clasp holding my bra together and undoing it. It snaps open and my breasts spill out. The heat that washed over me previously burns me up. I’m so hot I can barely breathe. Avoiding his gaze I back out of my bra and lean forward to take off my panties.

As they drift down my legs I step out of my shoes and stand on the cold flooring. The coldness against my soles cools me down. It cools my naked body down.

I look back to the boss and what I see now is hunger in his eyes. I’ve never had a man look at me like this before. Like he wants to consume me and know me all at the same time.

It’s confusing…

I know I should feel worse than I do but here I am taken with the roil of desire that courses within me and all around me.

Desire made sexier from the way that he’s watching me.

I’m standing here naked in front of him and he’s gazing into my eyes like he’s more interested in finding out what’s inside my soul.

The gaze lasts only a few seconds then darkness fills his eyes. Dark with an element of something sinister.

“Perfect.”

I gasp when he steps forward, and fear knots my insides.

I fully believe he’s going to attack me or something as he advances toward me and I step back, backing into the wall next to the door.

I pull in a sharp breath that hitches in my throat when he leans in close, so close he’s inches away from my lips and he plants his hands either side of me.

The corners of his lips turn up into a satisfied smile and the closeness is too close.

“Please, don’t hurt me,” I plead. I don’t know what he’s going to do and this all feels like it stopped being an interview a long time ago.

“Hurt? You think I’m going to hurt you?” There’s an air of menace in his voice.

My chest rises and falls as I pant and all he does is smile wider.

He leans even closer and moves to my ear. “Answer the question, Mia. You think I’m going to hurt you?”

I hold his gaze and try to speak. “I don’t know. What are you going to do to me?”

“Never ask that question if you don’t know the answer, Angel Doll.”

Angel Doll… the way he said that pulls at my insides and makes my mouth dry.

He looms in front of me again and the spark of energy that catches me is so fierce I have to press against the wall to keep myself up.

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