I drop down into the chair with more force than necessary.
“Rule one: No sharing you this time. Break it off with Adrian the moment you leave this office.”
“He brought me here. How will I get home?”
“I’ll call a taxi.”
“I can do it later, not here.”
“Do it now!” he shouts.
“Fine.”
“Rule two: You’re not allowed to talk, smile, or even look at another man.”
“That’s ridiculous! I have male colleagues.”
“You better figure something out because if you break any of my rules, heads are going to roll. Understand?”
“Yes,” I grit out.
“Rule three: Obey me without question.”
“Is that it, or do you want my soul too?”
“I already own it.”
“Fucking asshole,” I grumble under my breath.
“What’s that?”
“Nothing.”
“Be at my place by eight tonight. Tardiness is not acceptable, so make sure you’re on time.”
I salute him. “Sir, yes, sir!”
“Now you’re getting it.” He blows me a kiss. “I’ll text you the address.”
“Of course you know my cell phone number,” I say sarcastically.
He laughs. “You can go now.”
I storm out of his office, dreading what I have to do next.
“Did something happen between you and Adrian?” Mom asks, turning her attention from the television.
We’ve been parked on the sofa for the last hour watching our favorite sitcom while Sebastian plays on the floor with his toys.
“No, everything is good.”
I feel like the scum of the earth for not being honest with her, but I’m not ready to have this conversation.
“You seem out of sorts since getting home.”
“I’m fine. I promise.”
“All right,” she says, leaning back against the cushions.
