เข้าสู่ระบบChapter 34Brad’s POV. I waited until the big midweek meeting. All directors and top sponsors for the company were present. Thia sat at the head of the table while Erica, the CEO sat two seats down from her, the rest of the usual faces filling the chairs. I took the spot right beside Thia on purpose. Close enough that my knee could brush hers under the wood if I wanted.She shot me a warning look the second I sat. I just leaned back and let my legs sprawl open.The meeting started with the usual corporate noise. Erica led most of it, voice calm and precise, the kind of woman who never raised it because she never needed to. Thia kept her tablet ready, answering when called on, trying to stay sharp. I watched the way she held herself too straight, like she already knew what was coming.Halfway through a discussion about the new client pitch my pen rolled off the table. I didn’t even pretend to look for it. I pushed my chair back and dropped under.The space was warmer than last time. T
Chapter 33Brad’s POV. She walked straight to her office without looking back. I followed close enough to watch the way her hips moved under the skirt. The second the door shut behind us she turned and shoved me against it. Her mouth found mine hard, using all teeth to pour out her frustration. I kissed her back the same way, one hand already under her skirt again, finding her still soaked from the meeting.“This changes nothing,” she muttered against my lips.“Keep telling yourself that.”I spun her around and walked her backward until her ass hit the desk. She braced her hands on the wood while I pushed the skirt up around her waist. The black cotton was ruined. I dragged it down her legs and stuffed it in my pocket. She watched me do it with dark eyes and didn’t tell me to stop.I freed my cock and rubbed the head through her wetness, coating myself. She was hot and ready. I pushed in slow, watching her face the whole time. Her mouth opened on a silent gasp when I bottomed out. Ti
Chapter 32Brad’s POV. I didn’t take the full five minutes. I took what I wanted and left her standing there with her skirt still rucked up and her breath coming short. She fixed herself in silence while I unlocked the door and walked out like nothing had happened. The rest of the afternoon she avoided looking at me. That was fine. Avoiding me meant she was thinking about me.Next morning she was worse.She dropped a stack of files on my desk hard enough to make the coffee ripple. “These needed to be sorted yesterday. I don’t care that you’re new. Keep up or go home.”I leaned back and looked at her. “Morning to you too.”“Don’t start.” Her voice stayed low but sharp. “And stay out from under any tables today. I mean it.”I smiled. “You didn’t seem to mind yesterday.”Her eyes cut to the side like someone might overhear. “Yesterday was a mistake. It won’t happen again.”“Sure.”She walked off and I watched the tight line of her shoulders and decided the meeting scheduled for ten was
Chapter 31Brad’s POV. I walked into that office already knowing I wasn’t there for the paycheck or the resume line. College girls had stopped doing it for me months ago. Soft voices, easy yeses, the same little gasps every time. I wanted the ones who thought they ran the place. The ones who barked and expected everyone to jump. That was the real prize.Thia was the first one I clocked.She stood at the edge of the open floor with a tablet in one hand and a look that could strip paint. Mid-thirties, dark hair pulled tight, blouse buttoned all the way up like she was daring someone to notice the shape underneath. When her eyes landed on me she didn’t smile. She just pointed at the empty desk near the glass wall.“You’re the new intern. Brad, right? Sit there. Don’t touch anything that isn’t yours. And if I catch you on your phone during work hours I will personally walk you to the elevators.”No hello. No welcome. Just orders.I dropped my bag on the chair and looked at her like she w
Chapter 30Tamara’s POVI had spent the entire day off site dealing with the vendor mess he dumped on me that morning. By the time I badged back into the building the sun was already low and the executive floor had gone quiet. Most of the staff had left. The only light still burning came from his office.I did not knock. I badged the door open and walked straight in.He sat behind the desk with his sleeves rolled up and a stack of reports in front of him. The second he saw me his expression closed off.“Not now.”I shut the door behind me and leaned against it. “You sent me out all day and now you want to tell me not now?”“I mean it, Tamara. Not now.”I pushed off the door and crossed the room slowly. “You do not get to decide that. You had no right to keep me away the whole day and then act like you can shut this down the second I walk back in. Get ready.”His voice rose sharper than I had ever heard it. “Not now!”I stopped in front of the desk and tilted my head. “I do not know
Chapter 29Tamara’s POVThe morning meeting ran long and the conference room felt warmer than usual. I sat two seats down from Dante with my notepad open and my pen moving even though I was barely writing anything useful. The other women around the table kept glancing at him the way they always did, careful and quiet, waiting for the first sharp word that would set the tone for the rest of the day.He started in on the quarterly numbers and the room went still. I listened for a while and then leaned back in my chair just enough to catch his eye.“You skipped the revised projection from last week,” I said. My voice stayed light. “The one that actually matches the client feedback. Or did you decide those numbers were optional?”A couple of the women looked at me like I had lost my mind. Dante’s pen stopped moving. The silence stretched for a beat longer than it should have.“I have the numbers,” he said.“You have the old ones. I updated the file yesterday and left it on your desk. Mayb







