YOURS UNAPOLOGETICALLY
Yet my mind kept drifting back to the remote-controlled vibrator I’d slipped inside Chloe earlier, a private lesson meant just for her.
“Wait here for me, darling,” I said, flashing her a mischievous smirk.
I was pulled aside by one of the Sinclair heirs, our longstanding rivals in the medical field. Reluctantly, I left Chloe alone at our table. Moments later I spotted a young man approaching her, leaning in with easy confidence. A sharp flicker of jealousy cut through me. Without hesitation I pressed the button on the remote.
Across the room, I watched her stiffen. Her lips parted, but whatever she was about to say died before it could leave her mouth when the sudden vibration caught her at