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I turn and start walking quickly toward the closest subway station. Pulling my cell phone out to check the time, I see that I’ve missed three calls from home. Sucking in a deep breath, I realize that I don’t have time to call my father back. That causes a ripple of unease to slide down my spine.
My father doesn’t have the best temperament when I am at his beck and call; when I miss his phone calls, he morphs into a sinister, dark character with a serious anger problem.
But I absolutely cannot be late for work. I need this job too much to screw around and get fired. Maybe if I am very lucky, I’ll be able to call my dad back while I make the quick trip from the station to the club…
Chewing on my lower lip, I shove my phone into my duffel bag and hurry down the steps to the subway.
Chapter35
Calum
Ithrow open the door to my penthouse loft, peering down at a young brunette. In her black pencil skirt, white button up blouse, and black peacoat, she’s dressed for the office. Her dark hair is pinned up in a messy bun and she clutches several binders and file folders to her chest.
“Hi,” she says, smiling a little breathlessly. “Mr. Fordham?”
I lean out of the doorway, glancing around at the neat white waiting room. If I was hoping for some sign of who this girl is, I’m disappointed. There is no one else with her except the closing doors of the elevator.
“How did you get up here?” I ask.
Her cheeks color. “I asked the man at the front desk to allow me to bring you some things from work.”
I stare at her, trying to puzzle out what exactly she means. I feel caught off guard and a little bit underdressed; I make it a rule to wear a full three piece suit everywhere but here at my home and at dance rehearsal.
When I don’t answer right away, she blushes and tucks her hair behind her ear. “Maybe you don’t recognize me. I’m Amy? I work as a personal assistant at Indica Tech corporate. I’m one of your PAs.”
I breathe out through my nose, my lips twisting. “Is there a reason you are bothering me at my home, Amy?”
She sucks in a breath. “I brought you the sales reports. They took longer than I thought, so you’d already left the office by the time they were done. And I know that they carry sensitive information, so…” She flashes a timid smile. “Here I am.”
I arch a brow. Amy’s story is bullshit. There were at least four people that I already know that she could have given a report to. So her being here is for some other reason.
Eying her up and down, I heave a sigh. Backing up, I wave her into the foyer of my apartment. “Come in.”
She tucks her hair behind her ear again and gives me a wide-eyed look. It’s tinged with a little longing.
Ah. That’s why she’s here. Why she broke several rules at work just to be strolling in my front door right now.
I smirk a little. Amy wants to catch my eye. She wants me to kiss her, to seduce her. Hell, she probably wants a big fucking ring on top of all that.
It’s what women seem to want from me ever since my business went public at a hundred dollars a share.
I don’t bother to close the front door. Instead, I stick out a hand and cock my head. “Well?”
Amy swallows, her eyes darting toward the sleek, dark furnishings of the next room. She fumbles around, producing a sheaf of papers.
I snatch them from her hand, giving the top sheet a cursory examination. Amy rocks on her feet a little nervously, glancing again at the living room.
“Do you mind if I just put my things down so I can fix my heel?” she asks.
I narrow my eyes on her face, folding the sheaf of paper in half. “If you must.”
She hurries into my expansive, elegant living room with some awe. Everything in this room looks expensive because it is; made of teakwood and dark leather, the furniture in here practically shoutsI’m wealthy.
Amy collapses on a couch as I follow her into the room. I cross my arms and shoot her a little glare. She pushes the binders a little ways away from her on the couch, pulling one of her shoes off.
She looks up at me as she massages her foot. “Thanks for letting me sit, Mr. Fordham. Or do you prefer Calum?”
I squint at her. “Whatever gets you the fuck out of here the fastest.”
