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“What do you think about that? Do you think now that it was wrong to publish that information?”
“No, I think that it was beneficial, but the way it was handled was wrong.”
“I’m sorry about that. I agree. It was all handled wrong.”
I stepped closer to him. “Alex, I need you to know something. That night that I invited you into my apartment, I did it because I wanted to, not because someone told me to. I wanted you so badly.” I paused and swallowed, then lifted my head higher. “I was prepared to get fired because I didn’t want to sleep with you to keep you happy as a client, but that night at the gala when you kissed me, I couldn’t get over how you made me feel. I couldn’t forget the excitement that rushed through my blood or the feel of your body against mine. I told myself it would be one night, it would be no big deal, but I had to have you. I invited you into my home because I wanted you. I wanted to love you. I wanted to sleep with you, not because anyone told me to. You have to understand that. And every single time we had sex, or we kissed, I did it because I wanted to. I wanted you. I needed you. I loved you, Alex.”
He inhaled sharply, and I knew that at least he was hearing me and feeling what I was saying. I stepped closer, putting my hand over his heart. “I love you, Alex. It has nothing to do with my job. I don’t even have that job anymore.”
He pursed his lips. “Did you get fired?”
I shook my head. “No, I quit that day. I refused to work for a man who treated people the way he did.”
“You quit? Where are you working now?”
“I started my own business. I’m working exclusively with artists. That part about meeting here today was genuine. I did hope you might consider using me as a manager once your current contract runs out. That is, if you could forgive me. I would never publish any information that you didn’t approve, and I would understand if you didn’t trust me, but I would work hard for you and treat you well.”
He smirked, “Does that mean you would sleep with me to keep me happy?”
I wasn’t sure if he was joking, but I wasn’t taking any chances. I stepped back from him, dropping my hand. “No. There will be none of that in my firm. I would keep you happy by doing what I promised.”
He stepped closer. “What if I made you promise to fuck me? What if that was part of the contract proposal? That you had to fuck me and let me fuck you right over your desk.”
I swallowed as all the muscles in my groin tightened at his husky words.
He stepped closer. “What if I made you swear that you would let me fuck your pretty little mouth anytime I wanted? Would you do that then?”
I had no clue what he was saying here. Was he saying he just wanted to use me? Or did he want something else?
“That depends.” I finally replied, as I lifted my chin to face off with him.
“Depends?” He chuckled. “Depends on what, Angel?”
“It depends on if you are going to be fucking other people while you are fucking me.”
He smirked, then cupped my cheek, “Sorry to disappoint you, Angel, but I’m a one-woman man, and there is only one woman I want to fuck. Only one woman I want to make scream as I have my face buried between her legs.”
“Who is that woman, Alex?” Oh, please say me, please.
“Who do you think, Angel?” He leaned forward, his lips almost touching mine as he continued. “Do you think it is you? Do you think I could want you that much?”
I leaned forward slightly, our lips brushing against one another, as I breathed. “Yes.”
Alex began to lean forward, but I jerked back. “I have to tell you something else.”
He shifted back a few inches, looking concerned. “What?”
I swallowed, afraid of what he would say but knowing I had to tell him. “I’m pregnant, Alex.”
His eyes went wide, and he stepped back two steps as if he were reeling back at my words. “What?”
“I’m about six weeks pregnant.”
He frowned. “Aren’t you on birth control?”
“I am, but when we first got together, I was in the process of changing between two different types, and they had told me there was a chance I would not be covered during that period. I didn’t think about it until after. I swear I didn’t plan this, Alex, and I’m not trying to trap you into—.”
He was back in front of me, his fingers over my lips. “Mya, do you want this child?” I nodded. “Do you want me to be in the child’s life?”
