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“Way ahead of you,” I sigh. “They were.”
His brow lifts. “Oh?”
I exhale slowly. “Do you remember Deimos Drakos, from school?”
Raph grins slyly. “Tall, dark hair, ultra mysterious, and scary-sexy in that ‘please choke me and fuck me raw’ sort of way?”
My face explodes into flames as I crumple and bury it in my hands. “Raph,” I hiss, side-eying the adjacent tables.
He snickers. “Oh please. As if we all haven’t thought it. He’s the boy who fucks you over the dinner table in front of everyone when you take him home to meet the family.”
I groan, shaking my head. “You need help.”
“No, I need a crazy pale boy with tattoos and a big dick to—”
“Yeah, no more martinis for you, my friend,” I blurt, yanking his glass out of his hand as I shoot an apologetic look to the older man sitting at the table next to us.
“Well, what about him?”
When I clear my throat and throw him a significant glance, Raph’s eyes go wide.
“Hang on,him?”
I nod quietly.
“I thought he lived in Paris or London or something.”
“He did. Now he’s back in New York.”
Raph blinks and shakes his head. “But how do you know that he’s the one who bought all—”
“Because she works for me.”
My head jerks up, a ripple of something cold and sharp sliding down my spine as the voice wraps around me and squeezes. Slowly, my pulse thudding loudly in my ears, I turn. Immediately, I shiver as his dark eyes slice into mine.
“And, given that shedoeswork for me, I believe she’s just committed corporate espionage.”
Raph flashes a nervous smile. “Deimos, long time no see. We were just talking about y—”
“Yes, well, you know what they say. Speak of the devil,” Deimos growls quietly, his eyes never leaving mine, “and he shall appear.”
His eyes narrow dangerously as they flit to Raph. Then back to me.
“You’re supposed to be at work.”
“I texted you. I took a personal day.”
“Those need to be approved.”
I frown. “No, they—”
“They do at my company.”
Raph clears his throat. “Actually, Deimos, labor laws—”
“I’m confident I wasn’t talking to you.” Deimos’ eyes slide from me to Raph. “And exactlywhyare you on a fucking date with my goddamn employee during work hours?”
I glare at him, plainly seeing…well, possessiveness on his face. Anger. Maybe even a little jealousy.
