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The men exchange glances and nod, seemingly appeased by her explanation.

My body relaxes slightly, though my mind is still swimming with questions.

“Good,” I say, taking control of the situation again. “Now, let’s get to work.”

I can feel the tension as we walk through the room.

I nod at each person to introduce Emily, and they greet us back with icy politeness mixed with an underlying suspicion that oozes from every corner of the room.

I lead her to a cubicle at the back of the room, the furthest from prying eyes.

I can see she’s still shaken from Enzo’s accusations, and I want to calm her down.

“Listen, about Enzo,” I say.

“He’s a hothead. Don’t take it personally, alright? He’s my cousin, and sometimes, with family, the boundaries are more complex. He does need to be reminded of his place, though.”

“I won’t,” she replies with a flickering smile. “Thank you.”

We sit on two chairs near my desk, and I turn on the computer monitor to show her how to access our most pertinent data.

But before I can even bring up a single spreadsheet, Emily leans over me and speaks first.

“Gentlemen,” she says confidently, carrying power without a hint of quiver or anxiety.

“You don’t know me now, but soon you will. And I understand that I have much to prove, but I’m ready for the challenge. I’m here to work hard and contribute to the team however I can.”

I can see the men in the room start to be won over by her assertiveness and confidence.

Even though there is still some suspicion in the air, a new level of respect has also been earned.

As we get to work, I steal glances at her.

Something about how she moves, how her fingers glide over the keyboard, and how she bites her lip in concentration drives me wild.

It reminds me of how focused she is on everything she does - including me in bed while she’s on top of me.

I know it’s dangerous to have these feelings for her. But I can’t help it. She’s got this power over me that I can’t explain.

I need to get out of here. “I trust you’d be okay?” I ask her.

She nods. “You’ve got your crypto passkeys down safe, right? Nowhere easily accessible?”

“They’re in an encrypted drive at my place,” I say.

“Good,” she mutters. “I need those tonight. As for the rest, I’ll manage.”

I leave without saying goodbye. In fact, I ran because I was scared she would be able to notice the distinct shape of my desire in my pants.

Chapter 14

EMILY

I’vebeenworkingforFelix for three weeks now, and much to my chagrin, each day is harder than the last - at home and in the basement of his office.

At home, we linger on the periphery of desire.

I can see it in his eyes, and he can see it in mine.

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