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I raise one eyebrow and suppress a smirk. Ignoring her final comment, I continue. "Nevertheless, it doesn’t change the fact that the bottle bounced off my forehead. Ergo, you need to pay for the consequences of your actions."
She laughs nervously. "You’re joking."
"Not at all."
"And what would this punishment involve?"
I reach over and slap the stop button.
June
"You've gotta be kidding me," I cry as the elevator screeches to a halt.
In reply, he slides down until he’s sitting on the floor of the cage with his back to the doors and his legs stretched out in front. "So where were we?" he drawls.
"What if I say I’m sorry?"
He shrugs. "It’s a start, but it’s not enough."
"What do you want then?"
"For you to take your punishment." When he pats his thigh, my jaw drops.
"No way," I snap. One thing about being this man’s assistant? There’s very little about him I don’t know. And that includes his proclivities. I’ve never seen him bring a woman home, but I know for a fact he's a member of a very elite BDSM club, where he goes every other Saturday and doesn’t come back until late the next day.
What happens there? I don’t know. Okay, so maybe I researched it and I do know, and it's possible I’ve been curious about what exactly he does there. And apparently, now I’m going to find out. "I’m, uh, not into that stuff."
"Stuff?" He arches an eyebrow.
"Whatever it is you do at the, uh, BDSM club."
His eyes light up with interest. "So, you're curious about my activities at the club?"
"What? No! Of course, not." Heat sears my cheeks, but I manage not to give in to the embarrassment. “Anyway, aren’t there a bunch of laws against this?" I wave at the space between us.
"Probably, but I own the building, and the security, and the security tapes, which will be erased. And then, it’s your word against mine. We both know how that’s going to pan out."
I firm my lips. Anger churns my guts. Insults tremble on the tip of my tongue, but I refuse to give in to them.
"Besides"—his lips twist—"I’m paying you enough to know you wouldn’t want to cut off the source of your income."
"Are you trying to bribe me?" I scowl.
"Am I succeeding?"
My shoulders sag. I need the money. And yes, I could sue him for this behavior, but it’s going to be a long drawn out battle, and I don’t have the resources to keep it going.
"Of course, you only have to say 'no,' and I’ll stop." He yawns.
"You… you will?" I’m, once again, gaping at him, but I can’t help it. The way he breaks convention and doesn’t care about common decency makes my head spin.
"Sure, all you have to do is be honest, and admit you’re turned on right now."
"Oh, my God! How could you even say that?" I cry.
"Because if you took off your panties and held them out, you and I both know they'd be soaked."
I squeeze my thighs together, and the movement doesn’t escape him.
