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“Attacked?” Asher’s eyes go wide, and he stands.
I stare at him. “But I got away, I’m fine.”
“But someone didthatto you,” he says, pointing to my cheek.
I instinctively reach up to touch it. Asher comes around the side of his desk and gently takes my hand in his, pulling it away from my face. He stares down at my wrist, which I only just now realize has a dark purple ring around it. Shit. Probably from when that guy had yanked me to the ground.
Eyebrows furrowed, Asher stares down at it, clenching and unclenching his jaw. “Who the fuck did this?” he asks.
I shake my head. “I don’t know. He was wearing a ski mask.”
Asher glances back to meet my gaze. “Like he was planning on kidnapping you?”
“I don’t know,” I say, pulling my hand from his grasp. “But I’m fine now, everything’s fine.”
“Everything isnotfine,” Asher snaps. “You need to quit that job. That club caters to freaks who obviously want more than just a look.”
I widen my eyes. “No, it’s—”
“Quit the job, Olivia,” he demands.
Suddenly irritated, I lash out. “Just because you’re my boss doesn’t mean you get to dictate what I do during my time off.”
His eyes narrow. “Is it the money? Because I’ll give you a raise.”
I roll my eyes at him. “I don’t want a handout, and what they pay is … a lot, anyway.”
He leans forward, bracing his hands on both arms of my chair. I shrink backward. “You want that job so badly? ThenI’llpay you to do it.”
His face is barely six inches from mine, his hard gaze boring holes through my skull.
“You want to walk around topless, do it for me.”
Heat pools in my lower stomach, and I feel my face redden. His arms on either side of me, his face close to mine, I can’t help but think back to our night together. How he’d had his way with me and made me feel things I’d never felt before.
Still staring me down, Asher reaches out to brush a strand of hair behind my ear, and I shiver at his touch. But the electricity it sends through me leaves my body begging for more.
His hand caresses my cheek, then my neck, then my chest, all the way down to where my blouse ends. He pulls gently, and my shirt gapes, exposing enough of my breasts that his gaze follows. My breasts aren’t large, so I don’t always wear a bra. And today is one of those braless days.
He leans forward while he continues to pull my blouse outward, and now I know he can see everything. I can feel myself flush. My face, my neck, my chest. Not that he hasn’t seen everything before. Twice.
He reaches down to cup one of my breasts in his hands, rubbing my nipple through the fabric. I suck in a soft breath.
“What do you say, Olivia?” he asks, his gaze returning to mine. “Instead of walking around topless for dozens of men to ogle you, how about you be justmylittle slut?” He gently pinches my nipple through the fabric of my shirt, and I gasp. “And I’ll pay you double what that fucking club was. For as long or as short as you want.”
I stare at him in shock.Doubleplays over and over in my head. Holy shit, I could pay off the debt so fast with that. And … I can hardly get my brain to focus on anything but Asher’s hands on me. On how incredible our night together had been. On how desperately I want that to happen again.
“Yes,” I find myself saying.
Asher’s eyes sparkle. “Yes?” he repeats.
I nod.
“You’ll quit the club?” he presses.
I nod again.
He grins, reaching down to slowly unbutton my blouse. He leans in, his breath warm against my ear. “That’s my good girl.” My breathing is shallow, but I feel like gasping for air. The smell of him so close to me—cedar, pine, and … mint?—is so intoxicating, I feel dizzy.
