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I blink, unable to form any words because if I say yes, my seduction plans will have to be put on hold because how will it look if I suddenly start flirting after saying I just got off the phone with my imaginary boyfriend?

His brown eyes smolder as he closes the distance between us. “Was it?”

I raise my chin in defiance. “It’s none of your business.” I keep my eyes connected to his, challenging him. He has no right to ask me who I’m talking to on the phone.

“Everything that happens under this roof is my business.” His harsh tone makes sure I understand he’s in charge.

I should just comply, say sorry, and head back into the club to do my job, but I’m soaked in liquor and this case is going nowhere, so I really am not in a compliant mood. “Outside isn’t under your roof.”

He doesn’t respond for a beat, and I expect him to fire me on the spot. “I should bend you over my knee and spank you for that sassy mouth of yours.”

My breath catches as an unsettling response to his threat happens in my body. A thrumming starts low in my core, tingling to my lower extremities. I picture his hand whacking my ass cheek and then soothing away the pain. Why does this man affect me like this?

I should hate him.

I do hate him.

What I loathe more than anything is that I’m aroused by the idea of him spanking me. I’ve never had a man speak to me this way. My two ex-boyfriends were a joke in the bedroom.

“You can’t spank me,” I say, remembering this is a job and I’m not his to do with what he pleases.

“Can’t I?”

His question unnerves me. Can he spank me? Was it in the paperwork I signed when I went through my onboarding after I got hired? I never read the fine print to know if a clause exists about spanking girls who misbehave? No. There can’t be.

I decide to explore this opportunity—for seduction purposes—and possibly catapult into a promotion. “I need to clean up and get back to work, so if you’re going to spank me, do it now.”

His straight-white teeth rake over his bottom lip and a fire ignites in his eyes. My heart slams against my ribcage as I wait for him to make a move. We’re alone, and he could easily bend me over and spank me with no one knowing a thing.

But expect the unexpected.

I’m left gasping for air when he slowly reaches into my cleavage, letting his fingers brush against the swell of my breasts, to remove a cherry. He pops it into his mouth. “Mmm,” he hums.

And then he walks away.

I close my eyes, willing my racing pulse to calm before I grab a towel and clean myself off as best I can with these shaky hands. Once I’m semi-presentable and not aroused, I hurry back to my station, giving a quick nod to Luna.

She rushes over to me, eyeing my wet clothing. “What happened to you?”

“Panti dropped her tray of drinks all over me.”

Panti’s still waiting for her drinks to be remade, and she sneers over at me. “I hope this doesn’t affect my tip for the night or I’ll be pissed. These people are heavy hitters. I should complain to Adele about you.”

I cross to Panti. “You wouldn’t. I’m sorry. Should I apologize to your VIP guests? Who are they?” Hopefully, she’ll tell me who’s in the VIP room, and I can get the names over to Finn.

She snorts. “Ha. You couldn’t handle these boys.”

I cross my arms. “Try me.”

“It’s the Chekov brothers. They don’t like to wait when they’re entertaining. There are about twenty people in the room with them.”

I hide my surprised reaction. It was only a rumor that the sons of Russian mob boss, Yuri Chekov, were members of Club Greed. Now Panti has confirmed it.

Sugar walks up behind me, her stilettos clacking so loudly it makes me turn instantly. “What are we all talking about?” She looks like she stepped straight out of a posh magazine. A true gem to put on any foreign dignitary or CEO billionaire’s arm. She’s wearing a white lingerie dress that puffs out from her waist. “Why are you sticky?” She touches my arm.

“Had a minor accident.”

Panti rolls her eyes while Raven sets the last drink on her tray. “More like she barged through the backdoor like she was about to be attacked.” At Panti’s words, Luna and Sugar lose their cheerful expressions.

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