Page 25 of Twisted Hearts


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“I—I’m not sure I under—”

“I was under the impression that you spoke English.”

My lips thin. “Obviously, I do.”

“Well then,obviously, lose the fucking attitude.”

I chew on my lip as my fingers twist together in front of me.

“Do I need to repeat myself?”

“I think I’m just confused as to what it is I’m doing here.”

“Currently?” he growls. “Currently you’renotgetting me that fucking cappuccino. But I think there’s an easy solution to that dilemma. Can you guess what it might be?” There’s pure venom in his tone, and malice in his eyes.

I clear my throat. “Um, making you a cappuccino?”

“Ahh. I knew there was a reason Columbia University let you in.”

My eyes drop. “Look, again, I amsovery sorry about what happened—”

“Is continuing to ignore my request humorous to you?” The pure ice in his voice chills me to the bone and my eyes snap back to his. “Like, is this abitof some kind? Part of a weak standup comedy routine?”

I shake my head. “No,” I mumble.

“Well?”

Okay, he’s pissed. He’s more than pissed, but I guess I deserve that. “Is…that what I’m here to do?”

Gavan snorts and his eyes rake me up and down. “You’re here to do whatever I goddamn tell you to do. Whenever I tell you to do it. Without question.”

He suddenly stands, towering over me. He steps out from behind the desk, moving slowly but deliberately, like a jaguar stalking prey he’s already mauled half to death.

“And to be clear, Eilish,” he growls, brushing my shoulder as he circles me. “I meananythingI tell you to do.”

I gasp sharply as he moves my ponytail away from my neck and leans down. His hot breath teases over my skin as my own catches.

“Anything,” he rasps darkly and sensually.

Raw energy, fear, and adrenaline explode in my core.

“You…” I shake my head, still looking forward. “You don’townme—”

“Oh, but that’s where you’re wrong. Ido, Eilish,” Gavan growls as he prowls around me in lazy circles, moving in for the kill. “If I tell you to get me that goddamn cappuccino, youget it. If I tell you to do it in the next thirty fucking seconds, youwill.”

He pauses behind me, and my breath hitches as I feel his lips millimeters from my ear.

“And if I tell you to get that goddamn cappuccino in the next thirty seconds wearing nothing but your bra and panties…”

My eyes stare, and heat explodes in my face.

“I willnotbe—”

“I wasn’t asking the first time, and I certainly won’t be the second.”

The room goes still, humming and crackling with a dark malevolence. My pulse pounds in my ears and the hollow of my throat as Gavan slowly finishes circling me, until he’s standing right over me again, glaring down into my eyes.

“Now, are you going to be a good girl and get me that coffee?”

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