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And as Callum sat at his desk across from me, occasionally looking up to meet my gaze with a sinister promise in his eyes, I knew that my workday at Rowe Structural had only just begun.

CHAPTER 13

Callum

I spent the rest of the day pretending I was not sharing an office with a woman I had thoroughly defiled and enjoyed hearing cry out in pleasure as she came really hard with my cock in her virgin ass.

It was not easy.

Avery sat at the desk I had arranged to be brought in that morning, her hair still slightly loose from my hands, her skin flushed, her movements careful in a way that told me she was sore in exactly the places I had intended.No one would be able to see the fact that she was naked underneath her desk if they walked in, but I knew and she knew and that made my cock hard and undoubtedly made her tight little pussy very wet.

She worked.

I worked.

We did not speak for three hours.

The silence wasn’t uncomfortable. It was not tense either. It wasmore acharged awareness of everything that had happened that morning. I could feel her presence in the room the way I felt the building’s weight in my bones. Every rustle of paper, every quiet sigh, every adjustment in her chair echoed in my chest.

Want was the simplest part of it. I had wanted her a long time. What I had not expected was the tenderness that followed, or the weight of knowing she had trusted me with something she had never given anyone else. She had let me see her frightened, ashamed, needy, and brave. She had let me take control because she believed I would not use that control to diminish her. She was not a fantasy I could put away when the office door opened. She was Avery, intelligent and determined, and more than anything I could have ever imagined.

If this went wrong, she would pay more than I would. I had money, lawyers, and decades of credibility behind me. Avery had a new job, a fragile professional future, and the hope that this place might finally become hers. I had put all of that at risk, along with my promise to Robert and the livelihoods that depended on my judgment. I should have felt regret. Instead, I felt afraid of how certain I was that I did not want to undo it. I wanted her near me. I wanted to protect her. I wanted whatever had begun between us to become something worthy of the risk she had taken.

Around eleven-thirty, Benjamin appeared at the door with a stack of documents and the expression of a man who had been forced to handle reality without proper preparation.

“Mr. Rowe,” he said, his eyes flicking briefly to Avery before returning to me.I could see Avery squirming in her seat, and my cock throbbed knowingly.”The Hartwell development team has submitted revisions to the safety protocols.”

I took the papers from him. “Good.”

“They appear to be an overcorrection.”

“That’s because they’re scared.”

“Understandable, given the current media climate.”

I glanced at Avery. She had not looked up from her screen, but her posture had stiffened slightly.

“Put them on the schedule for three,” I said.

Benjamin’s gaze lingered. “Will you require anything else?”

“Not at the moment.”

He looked at Avery again. She still did not meet his eyes, but I saw the corner of her mouth twitch in what might have been suppressed amusement. Benjamin’s own mouth tightened into the faintest line of judgment.

“I will be at my desk,” he said.

After he left, I waited until the door closed.

Then I said, “You’re enjoying his distress.”

She looked up, her eyes bright with mischief.

“Is it wrong?”

“Yes.”

“That’s unfortunate. Guess my boss is probably going to have to call me in for a disciplinary meeting at the end of the day,” she speculated with a subtle smirk.