Chapter Ten

His eyes traced my body, "Surely, you know, you have to pay for using me" inhaling the air, "You still smell like Vanilla" he smirked, he was so close to me, that I could feel the bulge in his pants.

"I can't get you off my mind, Iris" he continued, his anger suddenly turning to lust, I could see it in his eyes, he focused on every inch of me like he wanted to take me in.

My mind was lusting too, if I had Iris's mask on I would have pleaded with him to take me, punish me, I would have submitted to the part of me burning for his touch, but I had no courage.

"You shouldn't have used me" he growled, stepping back and composing himself.

"I am not someone to mess with" he continues his voice getting calmer as he moves back to his table.

"I expect your resignation letter on my desk before you leave, and I suggest you stay away from my son and New York," he said.

My brows furrowed, "what" I exclaimed, I saw this playing differently in my head.

"This is me treating your offence lightly,"