Page 98 of Merciless Sinner

He’s been in there all night, and he was there when I left this morning.

I know something is happening again and he’s working around the clock, burning himself out.

I make my way to his office to check on him.

The door is open, so I can see him looking through some documents.

When I get there, he sees me and straightens.

He looks exhausted.

“Virgo, don’t you think you should take a break?” I say as I walk in.

“Hey. I’ll be done in a few hours.”

“Hours? But you’ve been working all night and day.”

“Miss me so soon?” He smirks, giving me his boyish charm and cockiness I always fall for.

“Yeah, maybe.”

I walk up to him, and he pulls me into his lap.

“Virgo, you’re making me worry. I know there are things you aren’t telling me. I also know you’re being careful with me.”

“I just want to protect you.”

“I know.”

“What can I do for you, though?”

A mischievous smile lights up his face. He stands, and I slip off his lap.

He marches over to close the door then back to me, catching my face. Then he kisses me.

He presses me up against the wall and nibbles on my neck.

Just then, the phone on his desk beeps.

“Fuck,” he mutters. “Give me a second.”

The phone is set up like he’s at work, so he switches it to speaker phone.

“Yes,” he says.

“Virgo, your father is asking for you,” comes an older woman’s voice on the line. “He says you haven’t been in for days. He wants to speak to you.”

Virgo sneers, looking more enraged than usual when the subject of his father is mentioned. It’s a good thing the woman can’t see him. She might run.

“Carmen, tell my father that I’m busy fucking my wife. I’ll speak to him when I’m done, whenever that might be.”

My jaw drops, nearly smashing on the floor.

Before the woman—Carmen—can answer, Virgo switches off the line and yanks the phone plug out of the socket.

He turns back to face me with sin in his eyes.

“Virgo—”

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