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He crosses his legs and wiggles his eyebrows. “You and my son, huh?”
I feel heat creeping up the back of my neck. “Oh no. We’re friends. He and I are friends. He’s my boss.”
Shut up, Lake.
He smooths out his tie. “What are you doing here at night?”
“Work-related stuff,” I lie.
“Right,” he says as if he doesn’t believe me. “I wasn’t born yesterday, Lake. You don’t have to lie to me, you’re a consenting adult.”
My cheeks burn like lava. Any minute now, I’m going to die from embarrassment.
Atlas comes back with a stack of paper, slamming it in his father’s chest. Rage burns in his eyes. I’ve never seen him angry like this. Not ever. What’s going on between them?
“I hope you’re fucking happy,” Atlas says. “Now get out of my fucking penthouse.”
His father stands up and snatches the paperwork. “I don’t know what’s gotten into you, my boy, but you better get it under control.”
“Go fuck off to the next whore you want to stick your dick in.” Atlas shoves his thick hands into his pajama pockets.
His father is married. Surely he’s not having an affair behind his wife’s back, is he? That’s horrible. Without a word, his father glares at him and leaves.
He turns his view toward me, and he eyes my outfit. “Where were we?”
I feel the bile burning my throat. “Where is your bathroom?”
He leads me to the bathroom. I crouch down, hovering over the toilet as I empty out my stomach. Red and clear fluid float around in the water, and I tap the button to flush it. Atlas holds my hair as I continue to vomit. The floor should swallow me whole, I’m so embarrassed, but I feel a lot better now, and I’m sobering up a little bit.
“I had too much to drink.”
“Were you drinking because you were nervous about coming over here?” His tone is gentle.
I smile. “Don’t be so full of yourself.”
He hands me a towel to wipe my mouth with, then he snatches it from me, tossing it in the hamper.
“Lift your arms up.”
I don’t even argue, I do what he says, and he removes my shirt, throwing it on the marble floor.
“Stand up,” he commands.
Like an obedient dog, I do, and he slowly unzips and unbuttons my shorts. He eyes my lingerie.
He studies the pattern. “This is from the summer collection. It looks so fucking good on you, I want to peel it off your body with my teeth.” His thumb strokes my right nipple. “You picked this out for me?”
My nipple hardens, and my core continues to ache. “Again, you’re being arrogant.”
He removes his thumb, leans down, and nips my ear. “I prefer you naked underneath your clothing.” He scoops me in his arms like a newborn baby.
“I can walk.”
“I know.”
He carries me to a spacious bedroom, and the walls are made out of glass, overlooking the city. A king-size bed sits in the middle of the room like it’s a throne. The room is twice the size of my living room. He sets me down, and my body sinks into the mattress.
I wrap my arms around his shoulders, planting a kiss on his lips. “I’ve come here for some dick.”
