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Beck, Atlas Ilana
908 W Indes Drive
Ossella, Mississipi, 39156
Sex: F
Ht: 5-07
Wt: 140
Eyes: BRO
Hair: BLK
DOB: 11/09/2001
I mentally stored the rest of the information she’d unwittingly offered for later and handed her license back without so much as a glance her way.
“She still got to go,” I told Roc. He opened his mouth to argue, but I bucked my eyes at him, silently communicating that my reasons were deeper than I could admit in front of Miss Atlas Ilana Beck.
Roc sucked his teeth and then turned to Atlas to do what the fuck I asked. “Look, I’m sorry, but uh—”
“Please don’t fire me,” Atlas begged before he could finish. And just like a fucking simp, Roc fell for her doe-eyed bullshit. He cut his gaze my way, silently begging me to reconsider so he didn’t have to crush her little feelings.
Realizing her employment here now rested solely in the palm of my hand, Atlas reluctantly turned to me. “Look, I’m sorry for lying to you,” she lied again. I could see it in her eyes. She wasn’t sorry at all. “I promise I won’t be any more trouble.”
Another lie.
I truly hoped humbling herself for my benefit felt like swallowing a bucket of rusty nails. My hostile demeanor, however, crumbled like dried leaves under her heel when she placed her small hands on my forearm in a grip I could easily break but didn’t. I cast a pointed glance at her hands on my arm and then at her, but she didn’t let go. Atlas tightened her grip.
Interesting.
“I really need this job,” she pleaded. “I’ll do anything. Just don’t let me go.”
Veryinteresting.
Her hands were soft as shit. I’d known that from holding them earlier, but having her touch me willingly was a different kind of pleasure. I wondered what they’d feel like wrapped around my dick…stroking.
Gently covering her hand with mine, I felt her tense for only a second before she relaxed and kept her earnest gaze open for my scrutiny. “Take your hands off me before I break ‘em,” I coldly ordered.
Sliding my hand down to her dainty wrist like I was about to do just that, she quickly snatched them away from me. Now that I had her attention, I hooked my finger under her chin and made her meet my gaze. “You want this job? Fine. You’re hired. But I won’t be held responsible for what happens if you stay.”
“I—” She started but stopped just as abruptly. The confused dip of her brows made it clear she struggled to decipher what I meant.
I truly hoped she wasn’t a virgin.
I shifted my hold on her face until her chin was trapped between my forefinger and thumb, and then I let her see every filthy thought playing like a movie in my head.
It means I’ll be balls-deep in that pussy by the end of the week if you don’t get away from me now.
“Okay,” she agreed with an eager nod.
I chuckled and let her go. I don’t know if Atlas was desperate, dumb, reckless, or all of the above, but I decided it wasn’t my problem as I walked away without a word. I’d warned her, didn’t I?
Whatever happened next wouldn’t be on me.
I was heading toward the bathroom to clean Miller’s blood off my hands and the taste of Atlas’s from my mouth when I was waylaid by none other than fucking Tony. He needed me to hold his hand through a head gasket leak, so I walked him through it, and after he swore he understood, I threatened to beat his ass again if he fucked it up.
