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"I need some clothes for a woman.”
"Sergio, brother. I knew you were a kinky bastard, but—"
I hear the water shut off.
“Mario.”
He only chuckles.
I'm already way behind and we've got a shit ton to do in there. I’ve got a lot of people coming today and I need this right now.
“Can you help or not?"
“Oooh,” he says in a high-pitched falsetto like he’s mimicking one of the women at the club. “I fuckingloveit when you get all bossy.”
I growl.
“Okay, okay, so I’ll have the girls grab some shit at their store in Boston. I know Rosa just got a shipment in.”
"I need something casual. Oh, and nothing like, too revealing. Modest, comfortable stuff."
He pauses before continuing. "Okay then. How much do you need?"
“Few days’ worth?” I have no idea how long she’ll stay but already hope she doesn’t have to go soon.
“Okay, I’ll have one of the girls bring some things over.”
“Thanks.”
“Need anything else, you know where to find me.”
I hang up the phone. He’s a pain in the ass but as loyal as they get. I pull up my texts and message my security team.
We had a security breach this morning. I want it clear that the doors to all rooms stay locked at all times and we do a thorough sweep of the place before anyone else sets foot on the premises. Understood?
I get a barrage of instant replies with variations on “yes we understand and won’t fuck this up again.”
Satisfied, I put my phone away as the door to the bathroom opens.
I stare.
I told her she could use the items in the bathroom but had no idea she could… would…transformlike this with no more than some toiletries and a hairbrush.
Her thick blonde hair’s pulled into a braid that hangs casually over her shoulder. Though she wears no makeup, her complexion is perfect, her skin bright with pink-tinged cheeks and the faintest dotting of freckles across her nose. Beautiful, thick lashes behind her glasses frame wide, trusting eyes, and her lips tip upward in a smile.
“Nowthatis what I call a bathroom,” she says, jerking her thumb behind her. “That’s amazing. Luxurious. Well done! Now, where’s the kitchen, boss? I am so ready to get to work.”
“You mean eat breakfast,” I say huskily. I turn away from her abruptly and yank open the door. She can’t call meboss.Everyone calls meboss, and she’s not everyone else.
“This way.”
I stalk ahead of her, furious at myself for getting anything in my head at all about this woman. If she were anyone else, I would’ve kicked her out and made it damn clear she wasn’t to come back. And now I’m offering her ajob?
Idon’t know shit about her. All I know for sure is that anyone as pure as Eden isn’t good for me.
I’d break her.
A team of staff scurries out of my way as we walk, but I don’t miss the curious glances. Eden looks nothing like anyone I’ve ever met, much less like someone who belongs here, and I probably look like I’m pissed with her.
