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“Why?”
Bastian couldn’t actually be jealous.
He didn’t seem capable.
He adjusted his cufflinks, not bothering to give me his full attention. “Because you’re here to work, not fornicate with employees. Unless it’s me.”
“Are you trying to piss me off?” I leaned across the bar. “It’s not working. I find your jealousy… entertaining.”
“It’s not jealousy. It’s fact. You come here to serve drinks, not fuck every employee you see.”
“Is the hypocrisy lost on you?” I raised my chin and glared at him. “You nearly fucked me.”
Gosh, when had I ever been this crass?
He looked too entertained by the irritation trailing the length of my spine, and his eyes flicked to my lips before returning to my face.
“I’m not an employee. I’m your boss, and if you cared about your job, you’d start acting less like an interrogator and more like an employee.”
Interrogator.
He couldn’t know my intentions, but the word still thrummed my pulse. Enough to make me back off.
A little.
I cocked my head to the side and eyed him. “What’s got you so worked up?”
“Blue balls,” he said as if he hadn’t just come in my mouth. No way was he ready for another round already. His eyes dipped to my chest, drawing heavy breaths from me. “I’m going to head to my office, jerk myself off to the image of your lips around my cock, and come into your panties.” Good. Grief. “Don’t look so appalled. I know your bare pussy is still wet for me. I bet it’s dripping down your legs as we speak. You should control yourself before a customer sees. We wouldn’t want them to think you’re unprofessional.” He shifted his eyes to the door, where a group of enforcers had just walked in. “You’ve got customers, and I’ve got your panties to make a mess in.”
And then, he left.
The worst part?
I still wanted him.
I didn’t know how I could look Jenn in the eyes after what had happened yesterday, but it came surprisingly easy.
Maybe because I laid horizontally on the couch across from her, splitting my time between staring up at the ceiling and peering at her sideways head.
“And that’s all the updates you have?” She cocked her head to the side and skimmed her eyes down my body, showering me with uncertainty, the way she did so well.
I should have told her about Bianchi and the way Bastian, Vince, and Gio had threatened him.
Instead, I’d given her the lightest debriefing possible. Mundane day-to-day tasks. Silence on all fronts.
Nothing to report.
It seemed like she suspected otherwise.
I nodded, spreading nonchalance across my features like whipped butter on a bread loaf.
“That’s all.”
She let out a soft hmm before crossing her legs. “You seem different.”
I looked down. “Did I gain weight? The food at L’Oscurità is so good. I can’t help myself.”
“That’s not it, and you know it.” She tapped her pen on her chin, though her notebook laid somewhere on the desk behind her. “You’ve got this flush to you.”
