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“Couldn’t even say goodbye,” I mutter to myself as I cross my arms and look out over the view.

“Goodbye,” a deep voice says.

I spin to see Gabriel sitting in the darkened corner of the room.

He’s got an amber drink in his hand, his elbows resting on his thighs as he watches me.

“Gabriel,” I gasp, “I …… didn’t see you.”

He stands and puts his drink down—his eyes are dark and dangerous—and walks over to me and stands so that his face is an inch away from mine.

The air leaves my lungs as I feel the heat from his body.

“You didn’t get your Christmas Bonus yet,” he murmurs.

I swallow the lump in my throat.

He raises his hand and rubs the back of his fingers over my breast as his eyes follow.

What the fuck is happening right now?

“I……..”

He puts his finger over my lips, “Don’t. Say. Anything.”

He puts his two hands around my waist and walks me back to his desk and then pushes me down onto it.

Thump. Thump. Thump……… goes my poor weak heart.

He puts his hand on my chest and pushes me back so that I am lying down.

I stare at him, unsure what the hell is going on right now.

His large hands glide up my thighs, and he slides my panties down my legs and takes them off.

Lifting them to his nose he inhales deeply.

Goosebumps scatter all over.

Dear god.

He pushes my legs apart and his eyes linger on my sex, “Hmm.” He lets out an aroused purr as he parts the lips of my sex with his fingers. I can hardly breathe.

What the actual……..

With his dark eyes locked on mine, he bends and licks me.

Deep and intimate.

“You taste fucking good.”

CHAPTER THREE

GRACE

I nearly convulse on the desk, and he licks me again. Deeper…. better.

I see stars.