Chapter 53: 'Because I don't like it.'

ROSE

So Rum put that term in the contract because werewolves can’t mess with humans?

I stared at the marble floor of the elevator, feeling especially glum.

Stop it, Rose. You can’t fall in love with Rum anyway. You’re here to make sure he does his job and continues to gift the world with his talent—not do a rom-com with him, Jesus Christ….

“Tsk! Are you upset because you can’t hook up with Ambrose?”

I jolted up and looked at that gorgeous face of an angel, its features knitted in bitterness. “No. I’m not.”

“That doesn’t sound like it.”

“What’s wrong with you? I have colleagues—and some of them are men. Are you telling me to avoid everyone who has balls?”

“YES.”

My eyes flared up in shock. “You’ve got no right to do that.”

“Sure, I do.” His blue eyes turned to a fierce shade. “I’m your fucking boss.”

“No, you don’t! You don’t have that kind of right even as my boss.” I refuted firmly. Then, a thought popped into my head. I folded my arms and felt a smug look on my fa