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One thing for certain?
She wasn’thappy.
Not in the least.
She was supposed to be shadowing a pediatrician for the summer.
But this? This was her lot, but it was only for a couple months. She could handle it if it gave her father that extra nudge toward his own goals and dreams.
He’d sacrificed everything for his family, worked like crazy to give them anything they needed and more, and if she was happy about one thing, it was that she could give a little bit of that back to him, even though he had no clue he was working for a creep.
Everyone thought Frederick was this great guy. Constantly donating money to charities. Coming into the office and showering his staff in compliments and bonuses when they met their goals.
Running thingsright.
Tech’s Man of the Year.
But there was something about him that set her on edge. Something that slithered like sickness beneath her skin whenever he came into the room.
He’d never been outright inappropriate with her, but she hated the way he looked at her. As if he were devouring her innocence. Like he could tell she was inexperienced and shy and wanted to feed off it.
Where he fell short is he assumed her inexperience made her weak.
She wasn’t, though.
Her mother had always told her she had a quiet strength, and she gathered it up when she felt the sticky presence enclose on her from behind.
She blew out a strained breath, focusing on her job and doing her best to pretend like Frederick Winston wasn’t there, which was impossible considering the tiny room she was boxed in left him three feet away from her where he hovered in the doorway.
“How is it going in here?” he asked.
“Fine,” she said. She didn’t think the mundane task warranted a deeper explanation.
“You’re doing great. A true benefit to the company.”
She was glad she was facing away from him so he couldn’t see the roll of her eyes.
Was he serious?
When she didn’t reply, he took a step forward, and his voice lowered a fraction. “A true benefit.”
He dragged his fingertips down the back of her neck, and she gasped as she whirled on him. “What do you think you’re doing?”
He smiled an arrogant, casual smile. “What exactly are you referring to?”
“You know what I mean. I don’t appreciate you touching me.”
His chuckle was amused. Mocking even. “Oh, I haven’t begun to touch you,Sweet Pea.”
Shock speared her to the spot before dread went sailing through her spirit. Her chest grew heavy, heaving with disbelieving breaths as awareness pulsed through her system.
Did he really think she was going to succumb to this? Yield to him because he was what? Powerful? Rich?
She shook her head because she wasn’t going to put herself through this bullshit. “I don’t think so. I quit.”
She moved to wind around him, only he snatched her by the wrist to stop her. His mouth was at her ear, and the easy tenor he normally spoke with had disappeared. In its place was malignancy. “I would reconsider the choices you make.”
She jerked her arm free, muttering, “Screw you.”
