Page 19 of Dr. Damaged Protector

He didn't hide his lustful gaze, and I'm sure if Kate wasn't nearby, he would have started circling around me, like a wolf would around prey. My displeasure wasn't hidden. He reached for my hair, and I reacted instinctively, slapping him on his left cheek. He stared at me, his hand on his left cheek, and his eyes looked like he had run mad.

It was unsettling, so I didn't bother apologizing for hitting him.

"Relax, I'm only joking," he chuckled as he made his way to his car. "Just think of it as me complimenting your beauty because no one else would do it."

Disgusting. Horrendous.

This is the scumbag Kate wants to marry?

I had a feeling that it was just the beginning. James Hills, after a few seconds of interacting with him, had ruined the image of the stranger I met at the bar.

"Remember to dress well, and I want him to hire you on the spot the moment he lays his eyes on you. Use your looks to your advantage," he added. "After all, that's what you girls do best. Isn't it?"

He didn't wait for my response before getting into the car. I gritted my teeth and swallowed my rage. His words were not going to get to me. My beauty wasn't going to be the reason I became successful. I had already proved that I could achieve anything I wanted through my hands.

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I was surprised to see the man from the bar the day I started working. After two years apart, I didn't expect my heart to skip a beat the way it did.

“What the…” the words escaped her as she recognized me. “What are you doing here?”

“I should ask you the same question,” he said, approaching me with a huge grin.

We stood face to face. Two years had gone by, and I had forgotten how tall he was. As I stared at his lips, I recalled the night we spent together in Chicago. The black turtleneck stuck to his body, his muscles bulging, more prominent than what I remembered...

I was imagining how else he had improved got my lower half tingling. His fingers looked thicker, and I could hardly handle them the last time they were with me.

Did I mention that I bought sex toys, and none of them were able to get me to the brink and let my freefall into the pit of orgasms?

I didn't? Well, it happened.

"You haven't said anything," he said, calling me to attention.

"You look stunning," I praised, stretching my hand toward him in an attempt to touch me. He didn't turn me down.

I stopped halfway as I realized my original intention of coming here in the first place, "Wait…you're the boss I'm supposed to meet for the interview?"

"That would be the case," he responded.

"Oh," nervousness taking over. "This is awkward."

"No, it's not," he assured me. "I'm delighted to see you after all these years."

"You make it sound like it's been longer," I chuckled softly."It's been ten years already," he teased.

I smiled.

"I never did get to know your name," he said, offering his hand. "I'm Lucas Hills."

Hmmm? Hills? The same surname as James?

Judging by how much they looked alike and how young James looked, despite the gray, I assumed they were brothers.

"I'm Olivia Sinclair." She accepted my hand. "So when can we start the interview?"

"You don't need an interview," I offered. "You'll be my secretary starting from today."

My shoulders dropped as he mentioned it.

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