THE SINFUL HOUR COLLECTION
“Sir… isn’t that risky? What if I lose my life? I’m still young, not old enough for something like that…”
He tilted his head, confusion flickering in his eyes. “Huh? And what does that mean?”
“Sir, I’m just 19,” I admitted, biting my lip.
He scoffed, stepping back with a chuckle that didn’t reach his eyes. “19? Who the fuck even employs an underage in my company? Why do you look older? I thought you were like 24 or something.”
“No… not at all, sir.”