Wow.
He’s such a dickface.
“Thank you.”I force a smile and walk out of his office and sit down at my desk, feeling defeated.
Fine.I don’t believe him for a second.Sebastian wants me gone, and I have a feeling he will have me replaced, but didn’t want to argue.
I’ll prove my worth.
Surely he’s mature enough to forget one drunken little flight.
I’ll never forget it, but I wasn’t going to say that!
What was supposed to be an exciting first day at a job in a new country has turned into a bloody disaster.
Taking the notes that Kristen left behind, I log into the computer and start going through Sebastian’s calendar.
I can do this.
CHAPTER EIGHT
SEBASTIAN
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Do you really thinkwe can ignore what happened?
I can!It was one tiny and inconsequential moment.No big deal.Truly.
Is that fucking right?
Jesus.
And tiny?I don’t think so, sweetheart!
I’m trying to not react, but I want to storm out to her desk, rip her out of her goddamn chair, smash my mouth down on hers while grabbing one of her luscious breasts, and kiss the damn woman until she can’t breathe.
