Chapter 1

I was on edge all day.

When I brought my boss his coffee, my gaze fell on his hands. For some reason, I thought of the man from the videos.

I remembered those long fingers slowly stroking the toy. The image was dangerously tempting.

I wondered what those fingers would feel like sliding inside me...

Heat rushed through me.

My hand jerked, and coffee spilled across the desk.

Oliver Black frowned and shot me a cold look.

"Claire, stop being so clumsy. If you can't do your job, get out!"

His voice was pleasant too. Strangely, it sounded a lot like the man's in the video.

But Oliver's tone was cold enough to kill that thought immediately.

I quickly pushed the ridiculous idea out of my head.

How could my boss possibly be that pervert?

I sneaked another look at Oliver's handsome, stern face and swallowed.

He was the definition of a cold, proper businessman.

He might as well have had "not interested in women" stamped across his forehead. He treated women so coldly that some of my coworkers even thought he was gay.

No sane person would connect him to some sick creep who secretly watched a woman's private videos.

Just thinking about that pervert made my blood boil.

Bastard!

This is all his fault. He hacked my camera and sent me those ridiculous toys just to mess with me. Now I can't even focus at work.

If I ever found that bastard, I'd make him regret it.

The rest of the day passed quickly.

When I got home, I still couldn't decide whether to do what he wanted.

If I refuse, will he really post the video?

If I obey, who knows what a twisted man like him will make me do next?

My thoughts started running wild.

I couldn't stop thinking about those long fingers.

It was almost as if they were touching me already.

Heat spread through my body, and I squeezed my thighs together.

My mouth went dry. Desire consumed me.

I had been single for years. Other than one drunken night after graduation when a stranger took me back to a hotel, I'd never been with anyone.

But that one night had awakened something in me.

After that, I started buying toys and taking care of my needs whenever the loneliness got too much.

Lost in my thoughts, I forgot all about the camera. My hand drifted down before I even realized what I was doing.

Suddenly, my phone rang.

It was him.

"Hello."

My voice came out softer and sweeter than I intended.

He noticed immediately.

"Are you having fun by yourself? Are you thinking about me?"

His voice sounded even deeper now, smooth and dangerously attractive.

I forced myself to sound calm.

"No."

But my body betrayed me as fresh wetness gathered between my thighs.

"Ten minutes until eleven. I'll be waiting. Good girls get rewarded."

He hung up before I could respond.

His calm voice was both seductive and commanding.

Damn it. I gave in.

So what if he watches me again? He's already seen everything anyway.