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I stand up slowly and walk over to where she’s seated.

“There’s a difference between being obstinate and listening to sound advice. You’d do yourself a favor if you did the same.”

“It’s good to see that you can give up control, take commands too… especially from a woman.” She flashes that sheepish grin.

I chuckle, closing the distance between us as I reach down and grip her chin lightly. I tilt it upward, reaching my thumb out to drag it slowly over her bottom lip.

“It’s cute you think that, but you need to remember one thing. I’m always in control. Even if I let someone else take the lead or make a decision, I’m in control.”

“Is that so?” She’s being defiant and it sends a signal straight to my cock.

I grit my teeth, reminding myself that Lisa is just on the other side of that door.

“I’m the boss, Presley. Don’t forget that.”

“Lisa’s my boss; you are the client.”

I grip her chin tighter as I lean down a little, leveling my eyes on hers. I lower my voice as I say, “You answer to me, little girl. I warned you yesterday. Whatever game you think you’re playing, you’ll run screaming if you knew how it ends if you don’t learn to behave. If you don’t accept that and get it through your pretty little head, I will spend the next however long reminding you every single fucking day who you work for. And trust me, I’ll enjoy it a lot more than you will.”

I can see her thighs squeeze together as her hands grip the armrests so tightly her knuckles grow white.

I release her chin. Sliding my fingertips down the front of her throat, I let my hand drop down to her lap, her eyes still burning into mine as my fingers slide down her lap till I reach the edge of her skirt. I lift the hem, just enough to rest my hand gently on her inner thigh as I lean in closer, my lips an inch from hers.

“Do you understand me?”

She nods her head yes, a whisper of a response tumbling from her lips.

“Yes.”

“Good girl.”

Then I remove my hand from her thigh, stand back up, and take my spot back behind my desk.

Chapter 8

Presley

He likes this. He wants me to misbehave so that he can reprimand me.

My eyes drop down to his tented pants where he makes no effort to hide adjusting his erection before sitting back down.

Something inside me ignites, knowing a man this powerful, this sexy wants me. I know it’s nothing more than a game of domination for him. Men like him get off on conquering anything and anyone.

“Sorry about that,” Lisa says, bursting back into the office. “Feels like the world is burning down everywhere at the moment. Where were we?”

She looks over at me and I pray I’m not as red as I feel.

“Uh, the charity gala.”

“Right. So Presley will get you the details for it and she will do an introductory speech for you at the event, highlighting some of your achievements with the organization and the community.”

“Mr. Gates.” I turn my attention toward him. “If you could also send me a copy of your keynote speech before the event so that I can go over it and make any necessary changes?”

“Of course.” He offers a strained smile, and I have to bite my tongue so I don’t giggle again.

He might enjoy watching me squirm under his gaze, but I enjoy watching his discomfort just as much.

We finish up the meeting quickly and say our goodbyes before heading back down to Lisa’s waiting car. The great thing about taking meetings with her is, she always has a driver.

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