LOGINAdam didn’t put me down once. He walked straight out of that club with me still over his shoulder, dress bunched up around my waist, one tit hanging out, and my ass bare under the street lights. People on the sidewalk stared. Someone whistled. I didn’t care.My head was spinning and every step bounced me against him in a way that made my stomach flip.He didn’t say a word the whole walk back to the hotel. His hand stayed locked on the back of my thigh, fingers digging in hard enough to leave marks.When we got to the elevator he still didn’t put me down. Only when the door to his room slammed shut did he finally throw me onto the bed.I bounced once and pushed up on my elbows. Adam stood over me, chest rising fast, jaw so tight I could see the muscle jump.“What the fuck was that, Eve?” His voice came out low and rough. “You just fingered yourself on a stage in front of a whole room. Anyone could’ve filmed that. You know how easy it is for that shit to get out. You’ve ruined--”I sat
Priya kept hold of my hand and pulled me deeper into the main room. Red lights washed over everything, couches lined the walls with people already tangled up. A woman on her knees between a man’s legs. Another pair grinding slow against a pillar. Nobody looked twice at us. The air smelled like perfume and sweat.A waitress in black lace stopped in front of us with a tray of dark shots. Priya took two without asking and handed me one.“Drink.”She furrowed her brows at me, "this isn't some type of test from HR or something, is it? Because, I swear if it is, and I get fired for getting my boss drunk, I'll haunt you down."I chuckled at her and shook my head.I gulped the shot down and the liquid burned going down. I coughed once and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. Priya was already grabbing two more. We did those too. Then another round. My head started feeling lighter. The music thumped harder under my feet. I raked my fingers through my hair and laughed at nothing.Priya
“How the fuck did you get in here?”I didn’t move from the railing. My fingers stayed locked around the metal, knuckles white. Adam stood in the doorway still, one hand on the frame, the other loose at his side. His eyes stayed on my face.Was I hallucinating?“Door was open,” he said.“Bullshit.”“It was. I walked past and heard raised voices so I stepped in," he pointed over his shoulder , "my room is just across from yours."I didn't know how to feel. Hearing his voice after so long felt so foreign but it also reminded me of how much rage I had growing inside of me right now.I pushed off the railing and pointed past him toward the hotel corridor. “You had absolutely no right to step into my room, uncalled for."My jaw clenched so hard it hurt. He didn’t answer, he just watched me and that gave me the time to stare at him being so up close. He was dressed in his suit still and smelled like musk, like he was heading out.I didn't care that he looked good, I didn't want to give my
I didn’t even change after the meeting. I grabbed my bag and walked straight out of the hotel into the first club that had a line. Music hit me the second the door opened, bass so loud it sat in my chest, lights flashing blue and red across sweaty bodies. I pushed through the crowd until I found an empty spot near the middle of the floor and just stood there for a second.Some guy turned around. He was tall and wearing a dark shirt open at the collar. He looked at me once and stepped closer without saying anything. I didn’t wait, I turned my back to him and pushed my ass right against the front of his jeans. His hands landed on my hips straight away. I rolled into him harder, grinding slow at first then faster, matching the beat. His fingers slid up under my top and gripped the bare skin of my waist. I reached back and grabbed the back of his neck, pulling his head down so his mouth was right by my ear.“You always this forward?” he said, voice rough over the music.I turned i
I looked away from Adam before my face could betray me and tapped the next slide.“As you can see, the revised terms protect both sides,” I said, forcing my voice to stay steady.My fingers were freezing against the tablet. I could feel his eyes on me, but I refused to look back.I had never thought about this part.Running into him in hotels. Meetings. Airports. Sitting across from him while pretending he had not once known every inch of me.Someone asked a question, and I answered it without stumbling. Somehow.By the time the meeting ended, everyone was smiling and shaking hands. Priya squeezed my arm as we packed up.“You smashed that.”“I know,” I said, because if I opened my mouth too much, I might scream.Adam stood near the door speaking to one of the Bellandi directors. He looked exactly the same. Better, actually, which was rude.His suit fit him perfectly. His hair was pushed back, and his face looked calm. Completely fine.I hated him for that.I had moved on. I had. But I
“Why didn’t you train me in the first place?” I asked, dropping the file onto Dad’s desk and folding my arms. He looked up from his laptop and leaned back in his chair.“Because your mother would have killed me.” He took off his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose. “She did not want you working here.”I frowned and sat opposite him. “Why?”“She thinks I was a bad influence on her when she worked as my secretary.” Dad flipped through the file. “She forgets that I have more years of training under my belt than anybody here.”I leaned forward. “That sounded like shade.”“Don’t go home and start trouble.” His finger stopped on one page, “you caught the pricing mistake.”“It was obvious.” I shrugged, hiding a smile.“Three people missed it.”“Maybe you should fire them.”“Maybe I should fire you for getting comfortable.”“You can’t fire me, you never hired me.” I sat back, still watching him.Dad closed the file and placed both palms on it, “that’s what I wanted to discuss.”My smile
His hand was still clamped over my mouth when I shoved at his chest. He removed it slowly but didn’t step back. “Why are you here with Gal?” he demanded. I swallowed, keeping my chin up even though my heart was slamming against my ribs, “that’s none of your business.” His jaw flexed, “it
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