Page 20 of Heartless
“Did everything go smoothly with our new colleague?”
“She isn’t happy with her room, sir. She made quite a fuss about it.”
Of course she did. She expected The Pink Diamond, and I gave her a regular bedroom in the main building. It was supposed to be for staff members who lived on the property. I had none, so for the past few years, the maintenance guys had been using it to store crap they rarely used. They moved everything out, but it still smelled funny.
I didn’t enjoy torturing people, but Madison had to be taught that she couldn’t just demand things from me. I also hoped that by the end of her stay here, the thought of coming back would never, ever cross her mind. Even if the President of the United States asked her to plan his wedding at The Gem.
“Mel, I was wondering if you could keep an eye out and let me know if she does anything suspicious?”
“Who? Miss Hartley?” She asked, and I nodded. “Of course, Mr. Wilson. What should I be watching for, exactly?”
“Anything that seems off.”
“Should I inform the rest of the staff?”
“No. I want this to be between you and me. I trust you to be discreet about it.”
“Sure,” she beamed at me. “I’ll do my best not to disappoint you.”
“Thanks, Melany,” I said as I walked away.
I knew I was being paranoid, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that Madison was up to something. She was too savvy and too quick to read people. And it was obvious she was hiding something.
Walking into the Blue Diamond, I took my suit jacket and my tie off. As I was unbuttoning my shirt, a splash of water came from the pool area. I froze. I didn’t have to be a genius to know who would be impudent enough to go out there without an invitation.
That woman turned out to be harder to get rid of than cockroaches and mosquitoes combined.
I approached the windows slowly and removed the curtains a bit. Madison was soaking in the hot tub, a cocktail glass filled with something green on the edge of the tub. All I saw was the messy bun on the top of her head and her bare shoulders with two thin black straps.
The sight of her made my jaw clench with irritation. What was she doing there? I put her in the main building. Away from The Pink Diamond and me.
I started buttoning my shirt, but her phone started ringing before I could finish and storm out to confront her. Droplets of water slid down her skin as she stepped out of the bubbling water with the grace of a cat and revealed a stunning black two-piece bikini. Her long legs carried her towards a nearby lounge chair. I had a perfect view of her toned stomach, then her round, perfect ass, as she turned her back to me and answered her call.
She was unaware that someone was watching her, and I felt like a perv for doing so. But she had no right to soak in that tub.
Another thing that shouldn’t be happening was the straining of the fabric of my slacks against my erection. I resisted the urge to adjust myself, only because I was still staring at her ass, and touching myself while watching unsuspecting women wasn’t my thing.
Madison’s call ended, and she returned to the hot tub with her phone in hand. She carefully climbed back in, typing something. A second later, my phone buzzed in my pocket.
Madison: Annie and her fiancé are coming tomorrow at eleven.
Madison: Just letting you know. In case you want to join us.
I glanced up. Her phone was on the edge of the hot tub, right next to her glass. Her face tilted up to the sky. The entire situation screamed sex in the hot tub and I had to remind myself I hated her.
Moving away from the window, I shot her a quick series of texts. I couldn’t exactly walk out right now and kick her out. Not with that erection. I needed to calm down first. Maybe a cold shower.
Me: I’ll be there.
Me: How was your first night at The Gem?
Her answer came as I was just going into the bathroom.
Madison: I found a handsaw in the bathroom.
A smile formed on my face despite my efforts to suppress it.
Me: Ready to leave yet?
