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I clutch the shirt closer to my body, as if it can protect me, knowing that this person somehow knows I’m here.
“Why are you here?” Ezra asks, his voice still steady, deep and confident.
“Rumor has it, youhavebeen dipping your dick in the cute little brunette from the bookstore.” There’s a chuckle and then, “Yeah, I saw the contract when I was going through your emails. I know what you’ve been up to.”
My heartbeat quickens as I listen, unsure of what’s about to take place here.
“I suggest you be mindful of what you’re about to say next.”
“What are you gonna do? Run to the board members and have me removed?Wait,you already did that, you scumbag motherfucker.”
Ivan’s voice is raised at this point, and I have to lean forward to hear Ezra’s quiet response.
“You were ruining our business, thinking withyourdick, and making shady deals with good people behind my back,” Ezra utters, quiet anger ringing in his tone.
“I was making you richer so you could pay for pussy, since it seems like that’s your kink now?—”
There’s movement and grunts and I turn the corner to find the man who’d been in the bookstore with Ezra falling back into the front door, blood on his lip and a quickly swelling eye.
“When you’re done sucking this motherfucker dry, I’ll show you a better time,” he slurs to me before sliding to the floor.
“I’m calling the police,” I say, still clutching Ezra’s shirt close to my body, trying to stay covered.
“Don’t,” he says, his chest expanding and decompressing at an accelerated rate. He doesn’t look at me, his eyes still on Ivan, who is slowly getting to his feet.
“Ezra—”
“Damn it, just go home, Eloise,” he shouts, grabbing the other man by his collar before tossing him farther into the house and out of my way so I can leave. “Listen to me foronce!”
And I do. As Ezra stands between us, almost as if to shield us from one another, I finally listen.
I run past them, tripping over nothing, wearing nearly nothing, and race toward my car, hoping I never feel this cheap ever again.
It was my own fault, my own damning here and I couldn’t fault Ezra for the way his business partner had spoken to me. I knew what the contract sounded like from the moment he introduced it to me. Knew how dirty it made me feel and knew that was a large part of the reason why I didn’t want anyone to know about us.
Because even if they didn’t know about the contract itself, I knew what it looked like. Like I was selling pussy to keep the bookstore from going bankrupt.
On the way home, I pass places I’ve been to once or twice; bars with music blaring, people stumbling out of the doors in sinful pairs.
Shame.
Is this all there is to their lives?
I’m not sure it’s all I want for mine.
Certainly not me in panties and a man’s dress shirt, racing away from the man who made lust feel more luxurious than it’s worth; painting it to look like love.
Ezra’s voice taunts me from my too recent memories.
“I want you to come with me.”
Never.
CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
I HATE YOU
ELOISE
