The Luna Choosing Game
It had been three days since Boss made his proposition: either I sleep with him or I get fired.
I needed one more day’s pay to cover Elva’s most recent bill. Once I had that, I could resign and hopefully find something else.
Boss trailed his eyes down the length of my body. Staring openly at my breasts, he licked his lips. “Don’t think I won’t, Piper. I’ll be waiting for you.”
In the restaurant, all of the female patrons talked excitedly about the selection. To cater to them, Boss turned all of the televisions on the walls to the royal consort ceremony broadcast.