Mara My heart slammed against my ribs like it wanted to burst. “What if he’d already plugged it in?” “What if right now, while I sat here pretending to work, he was watching me on my knees, blindfolded, begging for more like some desperate stranger?” The loud thoughts made my stomach twist. I pictured his face the way it always was when he caught someone slacking. But this wasn’t a late report. This was me, raw and shameless, every moan and squirt captured in HD. If that video spread… my job, my reputation, everything I’d hustled for in this city is gone. I pressed my palms to my desk, trying to steady my breathing. And deep down, a tiny, stupid part of me wondered what he’d think when he saw it. Would he be disgusted? Or…? “Okay. Okay,” I breathed in and out. “Okay. You just go get it back.” “You go knock on his door and say you grabbed the wrong drive by accident, because people do that, it happens to normal people all the time, and you just…” I preached to myself. I
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