“Goodnight, Alice. See you in the morning.”
Lucas’s lips pressed against my cheek as I inhaled his scent.
“Goodnight,” I stammered, walking towards the car as he observed me. I climbed into the back seat, turning to see he had disappeared. My eyes searched for him desperately, but it was like he had vanished into thin air.
Ifhe ever wanted a wife?
Why did he say that to me?
It didn’t matter. I couldn’t be part of that world. I would earn as much money as I could, then throw caution to the wind and probably move to LA.
Or Hawaii.
Somewhere far away from Lucas Deacon.
13
LUCAS
"You aren't listening to me. I said if he doesn't accept our proposal, then we have to leave him a message. Do you understand now?"
I was becoming irritated.
What was the point in having minions do the work for you if they didn't understand instructions?
I heard the voice on the other end go quiet as my words sank in.
"You want me to, uh, make the problem disappear, Boss?" he was stumbling over his own fucking words.
I hung up, knowing if I stayed on the phone any longer, I would probably end up leaving this damn office to makehimdisappear. The door opened, and Alice walked in, wearing a tight black dress that barely skimmed her ass, her creamy thighs making my cock harden immediately.
This fucking broad is gonna ruin me.
"What didn't you understand about what I told you to wear?" I barked, annoyed that she chose to smirk at me. She widened her eyes innocently, and I contemplated forcing her to her knees.
"Oh, stop beingboring, Lucas. It's a fucking dress." She waved her hand dismissively, her plump lips turning to a pout as she looked up at me. "What time is your next meeting,boss?"
"Alice. If you speak to me like that again, I'll slap that ass so fucking hard you won't be able to sit down for a week," I seethed while she laughed, throwing her head back as her hair spilled over her shoulders.
"Promises, promises," she shot back, leaning forward on my desk so I could see her full cleavage. "You don't scare me."
I don't know what it was, but suddenly I knew how this girl had to be dealt with. I walked around the desk, grabbing her by the hand, striding out of my office.
"What the hell are you doing?" she demanded as she tried to pull away from me. I didn't answer her, tugging her into the boardroom, and locked the door behind me. Alice scanned my face as I strode towards her, uncertainty finally showing in her eyes. "I'm not one of your fucking little whores—”
"Shut up," I growled, my hands pushing her dress up around her waist as she gasped against me. It was my turn to smirk now as her teeth sank into her lip. She eased herself onto the table, wrapping her legs around me as her fingers tugged at my belt buckle. Her eyes met mine as our lips crashed against one another, and we fought for control. My hands slid up the silky tights, fully prepared to rip them from her when I realized she was wearing stockings.
"My fuckingGod," I muttered as my trousers loosened around my waist. Her fingers touched my cock, hearing her groan with delight as she began to stroke it slowly.
I don't have time for this.
I pulled her from the table, spinning her around so her incredible ass was exposed to me. There was a sliver of fabric between us, but I didn't give it much thought as I yanked it down around her knees. I positioned myself at her entrance as she began to grind against me.
"Let's see you handle this," I muttered before slamming myself inside of her.
Alice hissed quietly, and I wondered why she didn't scream like the others. Her pussy was clenching around me like a fist, and I tried to control myself as she turned her head to the side, her eyes closed.
"Isthiswhat you want, Boss?"
