Page 80 of The Don’s Virgin Obsession

“Please don’t do this.”

“Do what?”

“Act weird.”

I laughed again, but it didn’t sound funny this time.

“Weird? Your nigga damn near took your virginity on my property.”

She looked like she wanted to cry now, and that softened me immediately, but I was too deep in whatever this feeling was to stop.

I walked around the room, looking at the setup she had been working on earlier.

“You know what,” I finally said calmly, “no more access to the buildings.”

Her head snapped toward me. “What?”

“No more working alone on off days either.”

“But—”

“Nah.” I looked at her seriously now.

“You’re being irrational.”

I looked away from her before I said something stupid.

“Oh, trust… I’m not. This is still a workplace. Business gotta stay professional.”

“That’s what I was doing.”

I looked back at her immediately. “Bullshit.”

“Why are you talking to me like this?”

Because I’m fuckin hurt, I thought. But that’s not what came out.

“Your nigga can’t come in my buildings no more, and if I catch you getting dropped off or picked up by the nigga again, I’m gon’ beat him the fuck up.”

Sade now looked completely caught off guard.

I stepped closer without realizing it. “And stop acting like he ain’t violate you either.”

“What?” She frowned immediately.

“You told him you wasn’t ready.”

Her eyes widened. I continued before she could answer.

“But as soon as he started eatin’ that lil pussy, all that shit went out the window.”

“That’s not fair,” she whispered.

“Neither was me watching it.”

That slipped out before I could stop it.

The room suddenly felt too small.