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2026-04-10 06:58:09I followed behind him, my legs moving reluctantly. I could feel the other employees’ eyes boring into my back, silently praying for me and hoping I’d come out alive. I hadn’t fully decided if I regretted stepping forward, but I was still convinced it had been the right thing to do.
I watched the wide expanse of his shoulders as we walked. He was several inches taller than me, with a golden tan that contrasted sharply against my pale, pasty skin. With nothing else to occupy my mind except worry, unwanted thoughts of him flooded in. What a waste of good looks on such a total jerk. We stood silently in the elevator as it ascended. We were standing far too close. The small space made the air feel thick. When my hand accidentally brushed against his, heat burned across my skin. I quickly shifted away, creating a safer distance between us. He noticed. A flash of dissatisfaction crossed his eyes. I wondered if it annoyed him even more than he already was, but I didn’t care. I truly don’t give a fuck. He can go fuck himself for all I care. My words and my body were complete opposites. My chest heaved with nervousness. My heart pounded so hard it felt like it was slamming against my eardrums, threatening to leap out of my chest. I just wanted him to tell me already what he planned to do. A twisted part of me almost wished he would beat me until his fists bled and his anger was spent. At least then it would be over. Anything would be better than this clawing, suffocating feeling in my chest. We reached his office — that wide, expansive, larger-than-life space. Cleaners were scattered everywhere, mopping up the wet mess from the sprinklers and trying to salvage soaked documents. “Leave.” One dangerously low word from him, and they all scurried out like death had personally invited them. He dropped into his plush chair, legs spread wide, jaw ticking, one hand supporting his head. I stood in front of him like a subject before a king. I straightened my back and kept my expression blank. I refused to feed that sadistic ego by showing even a flicker of fear. “What was this madness?” His jaw ticked sharply. “It was a mistake,” I defended. My voice carried little apology. I bit my lip. I should at least try to sound remorseful. “A mistake, you say—” He stood up slowly and walked closer… closer… until my face was inches from his chest. He looked down at me, but I couldn’t meet his eyes. Not with how close he was standing, not with the hypersensitive feel of his warm breath brushing my skin. “—Do you know how much that mistake cost?” His voice dropped lower with every word. I knew I should apologize, say sorry, maybe beg a little. But my mouth felt numb. No words would come. His hand cupped my jaw firmly, tilting my face up to meet his gaze. His dark eyes were intense and intimidating, pulling me into a hunted stare. “I will punish you, Asher.” He said the words slowly, deliberately, like he was savoring each one. “I’ll torture you so hard and so slowly till you beg… till I break that upright spine of yours.” His fingers caressed my chin. His lips twitched into a maddening smirk. He was handsome. That smirk was unexpectedly so fucking sexy. Bitch. I cursed myself for the hideous thought and immediately stepped back, creating a much-needed breathable distance between us. “What is it?” I asked, eager to know my fate. I just wanted to get it over with as fast as possible. “Oh, you will find out, boy.” His voice was mocking, his eyes still fixed intently on me. I could feel the burning weight of his gaze even when I looked away, staring everywhere else but at him. “At my apartment. 9pm. Don’t be late. I hate lateness.”.
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