Page 125 of Sinful Hearts

“Absolutely not. For fuck’s sake, he’s aclient, Fumi.”

“Yeah, I’ve got clients too, girl. Even a few that are almost as criminally hot as Hades. ButI’mnot the one getting dragged off to my office by any of them to get fucked silly for an hour in the middle of the workday.”

My eyes widen and my face burns brighter than the sun.

“I—Fumi—” I swallow. “I didnot!We had a meeting—”

“You do understand that I’m not a fucking idiot, right? Like, you know that?”

My lips press together tightly, my cheeks still tingling.

“Yeah,” I mumble. “I know that.”

“Cool. Just wanted to clear that up.”

I give her a wry smile as I finally force myself to look her in the eye. Fumi arches her brows, sighing.

“So…not your boyfriend.”

“No.”

“But…”

“But. Nothing. He’s my client, Fumi. That would be completely unethical.”

“Uh-huh,” she sighs dryly. “Sure.”

“And I could get into heaps of trouble for it.”

“Gotcha. Which is why you definitely arenot”—she uses her fingers to make air quotes—“hooking upwith Hades Drakos.”

“Fumiii—”

“Elsaaa.”

I roll my eyes. She laughs, then sighs. “I’m not going to say a word, relax. Plus, trust me. There arewaymore egregious breaches of counsel-cliententanglementsgoing on in this place than you and Hades.”

My jaw drops. “Who?”

She drags a finger across her lips. “Ah-ah-ah. Steel trap. I say nothing.”

I grin.

“So: Hades.”

I sigh. “Complicated. The actual dictionary definition of complicated.”

“Well, he’s certainly easy on the eyes.”

I blush, and Fumi laughs.

“I’m just saying, if someonehadto send me a dick pic, solicited or otherwise, and that person was Hades Drakos, I’m not sure I’d complain that much.”

“You can say that again.”

Shit. I did not just say that out loud.

Except I just did. Fuck.

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