A Piece Too Far (The Breaking Point #1)

Chapter One

Macie

“Are you sure about this?” I ask with a heavy sigh. The weight of the situation is sitting heavily in my mind, and I don’t know what to do.

“Absolutely,” Arden says with a vivid smile. “You look sexy.”

“It’s a job interview with your brother ,” I say. “I’m going for professional, not a child anymore, and… not sexy.”

“Too bad. You are hot and he’s going to hire you either way,” she giggles, scrunching her nose up. She is plotting like she always does. She takes every opportunity to push me closer to her older brother.

Wilder is a gorgeous six foot five man with a body sculpted by the gods. His dark brown hair always looks perfect, even when it is a mess. He is so effortlessly beautiful that I would happily drink that man’s bath water just to get a piece of him. Maybe that’s a little far, but I’ve been in love with him since I was twelve. The problem is, I am shy. Painfully shy. How am I supposed to be his personal assistant and glued to his side when I can’t look at him without blushing? I feel like I can’t breathe when he smiles at me. Also, his skank of an ex is his executive assistant. She is under contract, so she would have to hurt someone, commit a felony, or sabotage the company in some way for him to be able to fire her before the contract is up. She has six months left and he is eager to replace her. My job will essentially be to squeeze in and slowly take over her duties, starting with going on company trips with him, so she stops trying to fuck him when they’re away.

“You’re going to be late,” Arden pushes.

“Yeah, yeah,” I grumble. “I’m going. Love you.”

“Love you. Make Tina mad for me,” she says, blowing me a kiss. I laugh and step off the porch to go to my car. I decided to get ready at Arden’s house today since she knows fashion better than I do. I am content with jeans and T-shirts, but this is far too big of a company for that. I am dressed up in a form-fitting black dress that comes just above my knee. It scoops down just enough that it hints at my large breasts but isn’t inappropriate. I have heels and silver accented jewelry on to tie it altogether. My long mahogany brown hair is loosely tied back and falling in curls down my back. It’s rare that I have my hair down, but I’m really trying to look the part of a personal assistant to a billionaire.

Wilder is one of few people to become a billionaire under thirty and was voted the sexist bachelor two years in a row. He has women practically throwing their pussies at him all of the time. I would kill to be one of the lucky ones he takes to bed, even if just once. He’s been burned too many times by women who just want money, so he doesn’t date anymore. I’m sure he still fucks around, but an NDA is likely used. I’ll know soon enough, though. I’ll know everything.

I stop and get Wilder and me coffee, because I know caramel macchiato is his guilty pleasure. I bring two bacon and cheese egg wraps also, because I know he hasn’t eaten yet. When I park beside his truck, I get out and make my way into the office. A few people who recognize me smile and wave as I go to the elevator. I don’t need anyone to take me up because I have a key card and have for years now.

When the elevator door opens, I roll my eyes when I see Tina sitting at her desk. She is on her phone, as usual, but pops her head up when I get closer. “Can I help you?” she scoffs.

“I’m here to see Wilder for an interview,” I say simply. I walk to his office door, but she stands up and blocks me.

“What job?” she asks.

“Personal assistant,” I answer.

“Oh, that position has been filled.”

“What? Get out of my way, Tina,” I sigh.

“Mr. Dumont is a busy man and doesn’t need beggars asking for a job,” she says. “The position has been filled.”

“You are insufferable,” I say as I step back and text Wilder.

The cunt won’t let me in. Help?

Wilder

Whoops. Forgot to tell her I was hiring you. lol

It’s an interview and come help me.

“How did you get up here?” Tina asks.

“With a key card,” I say, looking at my phone.

“He wouldn’t give you one. I don’t even…”

“Macie,” Wilder says happily when he steps out of his office. He drops the coffee he is holding into the trash and takes the one from my hand. “God, I love you.”

“Wait. Macie Douglas? I almost didn’t recognize you. Normally you are… frumpy looking,” Tina says, looking at the coffee he just threw away.

“Because I bring you coffee?” I laugh.

“No, because you pay attention,” he says. “Tina, cancel my lunch meeting and set a reservation up for two at The Trinity for two.”

“What? I was supposed to be joining you for that meeting?” Tina says with a deep frown.

“And now you aren’t. Set it up, please,” Wilder says simply.

“I brought you an egg wrap,” I say.

“Hired,” he says. “Come on.”

“Nice to see you, Tuna,” I say. “I mean Tina.”

“You bitc—” she starts to say, but Wilder shuts his office door before she can finish.

“You don’t let her have a keycard?” I ask as we sit.

“No, because then she has access to my office. The last time she had access, she came in while I was in a video conference and tried to suck of me off under the table. I couldn’t react and tell her to go the fuck away, so I had to finish talking before I could do anything,” he says.

“Gross,” I frown. “Should have kicked her in the forehead. Maybe it would fix her face.”

“Mhmm. I wish,” he sighs. I hand him his wrap and we sit on the black leather couch in the small seating area.

“So, interview?” I ask, taking a bite of my wrap.

“Hmm,” he says with a smile. I look away from him because I can’t handle him looking at me like that. “You’re hired.”

“Wilder,” I sigh. “Come on. Be serious and interview me.”

“Okay. Ms. Douglas, what would you consider you biggest weakness in relation to this position?” he asks.

“Hmm,” I say, thinking. “I am meticulous to a fault sometimes. Occasionally, that can slow me down.”

“Okay. And your strengths?”

“I can do as I’m told without arguing,” I shrug. He laughs heartily, and I glare at him.

“I don’t like that tone, Wilder,” I deadpan.

“Macie, honey. You’re a brat,” he says, still laughing. “I know you’ll do the job well, but to say that you’ll do it without arguing is a lie.”

“Oh yeah?” he asks.

“Mhmm.” I smile and take a bite of my food.

“Lies,” he says. “You’re still hired, though. When do you want to start?”

“I can do paperwork today, if you want,” I say.

“Okay. We can get your stuff moved in this evening.”

I choke on my food and start coughing when he says this. “What?!” I ask between coughs. “Moved in?”

“Did Arden not tell you?” he asks. “You have to move in with me, Macie.”

“What?” I ask. “She didn’t tell me that. Why? You mean… what?!”

“Breathe, Macie,” he laughs. “In order for you to be my personal assistant, I need you close by. If you are across town, it would be a pain to ask things of you in the evenings. Also, Arden said you have to move anyhow. This way, you don’t move back in with your parents.”

“I… I can’t live with you, Wilder,” I say.

“Why not?” he asks with that damn smile across his face. “I’m not making you sleep in my bed, Macie. Just the guest room.”

I look away from him when my face heats up and a blush spreads across my cheeks. “Uhm… I don’t know,” I say.

“Give me one reason why not?” he asks. “You practically lived at my house when you and Arden were in college.”

“Yeah, but I had her with me,” I whine. “You intentionally tease me.”

“I do no such thing,” he says. “It’s not my fault you blush over everything.”

“I do not,” I frown at him. A wicked grin spreads across his face and he moves seats to sit directly beside me.

“Wilder,” I choke out when he leans into me.

“I trust you, Macie, and I don’t trust many people. You know this and that’s why Arden suggested you take the job,” he says softly.

“Only because she wants to torture me,” I frown. “Are you sure I have to live with you?”

“Yes,” he says. “You’ll have a desk in my office at home and here. I’ll get you everything you need, including my credit card.”

“Really?” I deadpan.

“Yes. How else are you supposed to run errands without access to my money?” he asks.

“Fine,” I frown.

“Also… Tina will be reporting to you from now on. Are you comfortable with that?”

“Can I write her up for being a cunt?” I ask.

“Only if she goes against her contract, but if you have any issues, tell me,” he says. “I obviously have the final say, so don’t be petty, but don’t be a doormat either.”

“Whatever keeps her away from you,” I say.

“Monday, we will be flying to Los Angeles for a few days. You’ll come with us, but I want you running everything. You have final say over my schedule, my meetings, and will be the buffer between her and I.”

“A guard dog,” I say.

“Basically,” he says. There is a knock at the door and he doesn’t move as he pulls his phone out to remotely unlock the door.

“Wilder, you have a…” Tina starts to say but stops when she sees how close he is to me.

“I have what, Tina?” he asks, glancing at her.

“You have a room booked for next week,” she says.

“Add another room,” he says. “Macie is coming with us.”

“Okay,” she shrugs. “Plane ticket?”

“What? No. She will be on the jet,” Wilder says. She simply nods and walks out. He kicks the door back and chuckles.

“What?” I ask.

“She thinks she is staying in my room,” he says.

“Why just one room then?” I ask.

“Because I’ll have you stay with me,” he says. “She won’t try to break in and fondle me if you are there.”

“Am I your bodyguard?” I ask, and he laughs.

“Maybe I just want an excuse to share a room with you?” he asks.

“Mhmm. We both know she only books one bed for that room, Wilder.”

“I know she did. I saw the reservation this morning,” he says. “But last time I woke up with her on top of me, and I’d rather cut my own dick off.”

“Well, I won’t do that,” I laugh.

“Aww. Does this mean you’ll be my roomie and not argue?”

“I’m sure there’s a couch I can curl up on,” I shrug.

“Mhmm. Come over here so we can do your paperwork,” he says, patting my thigh before standing up. I take my coffee and walk over with him to sit behind his desk. He has me sit in his seat and my breath catches when he puts his hand on the desk beside me and leans over to type. I can feel the heat of his body and it shuts my brain down. “Okay… So, just finish filling this out. I did most of it for you.”

“Mhmm,” I choke out.

“Breathe, Macie,” he whispers in my ear before poking me in the side. I yelp and turn to smack him for tickling me. He laughs and catches my hands. “Seriously. Are you okay being this close to me?”

“W-what do you mean?” I ask.

“Moving in with me. Being by my side,” he says. “I know you are okay with being physically close to me.”

“I… Uh… Yeah. I’m okay,” I say, tripping over my words.

“Good,” he says with a smile, squeezing my hands. “Six months, and I’ll have you take over her role as well.”

“Is she going to murder me?” I ask.

“Mmm. No, but she will be bitter for a while,” he says. “Maybe she will quit.”

“One can only hope,” I laugh.

“I’ll go away so I’m not distracting you,” he says. “Do that and then we can go to lunch.”

“She’s going to invite herself, isn’t she?”

“Probably,” he laughs. “But… this isn’t a business meeting.”

“Which means?”

“Which means she will have to pay for herself. We are not on company time, so it’s not favoritism to still pay for you.”

“I can pay for myself,” I frown.

“I’m sure you can, but I’m paying for you,” he says.

“If I have to live with you, can I pay you rent?” I ask, and he laughs as he walks away. “Fine. I’ll just deposit money into your account, since I’ll have access.”

“You better not.” Wilder turns and frowns at me.

“Funny you think you can control me,” I say with a grin as I turn back to the computer.

“Brat,” he mutters.

“I heard that, asshole,” I laugh.

“Watch it, Macie. I know you better than you think,” he says with a devious smile. I narrow my eyes at him but choose to leave it alone and focus on my paperwork. He chuckles and sits on the couch with his laptop. He is relaxed and I don’t get it. How can he be so flirty and just move on like it’s nothing? Does he not get attached to people, or is my obsession with him insane? Fuck, I really need to move on and stop fantasizing about him.

After a moment of allowing myself to stare at him, I focus on the computer. The last thing I need is for him to think I’m crazy like Tina. She is so damn obsessed with him after only dating for a few weeks. He made the mistake of hiring her and was so pussy whipped that he made that contract. Now, he’s stuck with her. She’s worked here for a year and a half now and has hated every moment. I don’t want to become that person to him, so I need to just accept that his flirting is harmless, and I need to stop looking too far into it.

When I get done filling everything in, I look up to see that Wilder is watching me. “Everything okay?” I ask cautiously.

“You know you do this thing when you concentrate where your mouth is open slightly?” he remarks with a smile.

“No, I don’t,” I frown deeply, and he chuckles.

“I’ll point it out next time,” he says. “Done?”

“Mhmm.”

Wilder stands and walks over. I go to stand, but he turns my chair back to face the computer and leans over me again to scroll through the paperwork. “You put the wrong address,” he remarks as he clicks on the line and reenters the address as his own.

“Wilder,” I sigh.

“Accept it, roomie. You’ll wake up with me every day,” he says, squeezing my shoulder with one hand as he clicks over to the contract. “Read and sign, please.”

“Haven’t you been burned enough by contracting your employees?” I ask. “This is a five-year contract, Wilder.”

“Unless you plan on being a gold digger, I think we are good,” he laughs. “Also, I feel like if I tell you no, you wouldn’t counteract that by trying to trick me into sex.”

“I uh… I wouldn’t… you know…” I try to say, but I can’t get the words out imagining myself under him.

“I forget you’re easily embarrassed. Sorry,” he chuckles and kneads my shoulders. “Read and sign.”

I try to concentrate, but I am struggling. “You’re distracting me,” I say softly. “I feel like you’re tricking me.”

“A little,” he laughs. “You aren’t going to like this contract.”

That makes me concentrate better and I read. “Fuck no,” I snap. He turns me around and places his hands on the desk beside me. Wilder is close to me, and I am momentarily stunned.

“Macie,” he says.

“No. You are not paying me that much, Wilder. No,” I say. “That is way too much money. Never mind the whole company credit card for personal expenses. What the fuck does that mean?”

“It means, so long as you’re living in my home, I am covering your expenses,” he says. “Food, any gas or food bought when doing work for me. Anything personal you can handle on your own.”

“I’m on call every day, all day, Wilder. That means you’d be paying for all of my gas and food unless I went out with Arden or went to see my parents.”

“Yes, and I’m not changing it. I’m asking you to uproot your entire life to help me with this. It’s the least I can do,” he says. “Sign it, Macie. Please?”

“What happens if you get a girlfriend who doesn’t like me? I’ll just be in your house with a person who sees me as a threat,” I say.

“I wouldn’t bring anyone into my life that you and Arden didn’t approve of,” he says.

“Why?!”

“Because you are my life, Macie. Is that so surprising?”

“Me?” I ask.

“Yes, you,” he smirks. “I will not bring any women into that house with you there.”

“Does that mean I can’t bring men in?” I ask.

“No,” he frowns.

“I guess that’s fair,” I shrug. “I can always go out to them.”

“What men are going visiting, Macie? Are you dating someone?”

“No,” I laugh. “I’m not dating or seeing anyone.”

“Good,” he says. There is a knock at the door and he leans in and hits the unlock button. My eyes go wide when he is extremely close to me and I hear Tina.

“Wilder, you have… I thought this was an interview?”

“Interview is over. She is signing her contract. Aren’t you, Macie?”

“Yes,” I say simply before turning to the computer. I do my digital signature and Wilder leans in to hit the print button

“Tina, get me three copies and file one, please,” Wilder says. “Bring the other two copies to me.”

“Yes sir,” she seethes. The office door slams shut.

“Why is she pissy?” I laugh.

“Because I was close to you,” he says. “We’ve been at this for a while now. Let’s go to lunch.”

“Okay,” I sigh and stand up. “I can meet you there.”

“Ha. No, you’re riding with me,” he says.

“Why?” I ask.

“Because we are going to the same place, and I am enjoying making Tina mad,” he laughs.

“Are you using me to make your ex mad?” I ask as we walk out of the office.

“Yes, but you aren’t complaining.”

“It’s because I also enjoy pissing her off,” I say. “Although you picked the wrong person if you’re trying to make her jealous. Everyone knows that I am not the type that you would go for, anyway.”

“What does that mean?” he asks, turning me to face him.

“Exactly what I said. You don’t date because they always end up as gold diggers. All the women you get involved with are the complete opposite of me. It’s not negative toward you. I just mean there is no way you’ll convince anyone that you are interested in me enough to stop the rumors that you are still fucking her.”

“I don’t like your tone,” Wilder says with a frown. “Are you implying you don’t think you are good enough?”

“Yes, actually,” I say. “That’s not bad; we are just on different levels.”

“Care if I tag along with you for lunch, Wiley?”

“Wilder, and this isn’t a work meeting. I am having lunch with Macie,” he says.

“Is it a date?” she asks.

“No,” I say, looking at Wilder.

“See, no harm done. I’ll grab my bag,” she says with a chipper tone.

I intentionally sit in the back so that Tina is up front with Wilder. A lot of this was because she practically tackled me to get there and I don’t feel like fighting, so I just went to the back. She has spent the entire time talking sweetly and touching his arm. He doesn’t react and keeps his remains short, if he even talks at all. He keeps looking back at me in the mirror, but I avert my eyes out of the car. I need a distraction from how much it hurts to see her touch him, so I text Arden.

I hate this bitch.

Arden

Wilder or Tuna?

Tuna. She is nonstop touching him. We are in his truck going to lunch and she bulldozed her way into the front seat.

Ew. How did she take you working there?

Eh. Not good, but didn’t murder me. I don’t think she knows what my role will be.

Did you know he was going to make me move in with him?

I sure did. I may or may not be at your apartment with your parents to get your shit…

You bitch! Why didn’t you tell me? He's trying to pay for everything. Did you know he was going to give a six-figure salary?

Arden

No, but it doesn’t surprise me.

And a five-year contract where he is basically paying for… everything.

It’s like a marriage contract without needing an heir lol

Don’t say that. I don’t like the way you worded that.

That will get Tuna to fuck off if he’s dating.

Stop it. No. You’re a conniving little shit. Is this what you are up to?

I’ve been trying to get you to tell him you are in love with him for years.

I am not in love with him.

Keep telling yourself that, Macie.

“Ready?” Wilder asks, standing at my open door.

“Oh right. Sorry,” I say as I slip out of the truck. He hands his keys off to the valet and leads me with his hand on my low back around to the sidewalk.

“Are you okay?” he asks.

“Yep,” I say simply. Tina gets out when she realizes Wilder isn’t going to open her door and glares at me. I smile sweetly and she walks beside him. She tries to take his hand, but he evades her by opening the door for me. Then steps in next and releases the door for her to catch on her own.

“Name?”

“Three for Dumont,” Wilder says.

“Right this way,” the host smiles.

When we get to the booth, Wilder nudges me into the booth and sits beside me, leaving Tina to sit across from us.

“What can I get you to drink, ma’am?” The server asks me.

“Water with lemon, please,” I say kindly.

“Same, please,” Wilder says.

“Boring,” Tina frowns. “Water, I guess.”

“Same thing as usual?” Wilder asks me.

“That works,” I say. “Thank you.”

“I’ll do my usual too,” Tina butts in.

“I’m not sure what that is,” Wilder says.

“A six-ounce filet mignon,” she says proudly.

“Two burgers with cheese and fries,” Wilder says. “Extra pickles.”

“One check or two?” she asks.

“Two, please,” Wilder says simply. The server nods and walks away.

“Talk to Arden?” Wilder asks me.

“Who is Arden?” Tina asks.

“His sister,” I say. “Yes. Apparently, she and my parents are at my apartment packing.”

“At least you don’t have to pack,” Wilder grins.

“Mhmm,” I laugh. “I knew she was up to something. I’m sure she will be at your house when we get there.”

“You’ve been to his house?” Tina asks.

“She’s moving in with me,” Wilder says.

“What?! Why?”

“Because she is a personal assistant, Tina. I would need her outside of the office too.”

“I have offered before to help,” she frowns. “Did you really just hire your sister’s frumpy friend to be your shadow?”

“I’m a well paid frumpy friend,” I shrug.

“Can you at least pretend to not be a vile cunt?” Wilder snaps. “The only reason you still work for me is because I can’t fire you. In six months, your contract will not be renewed. In the meantime, Macie will start slowly taking over the position. I will train her and you will do what you are told. If you can’t handle that, you are free to leave before your contract term is expired. I will even pay the severance pay just to get you out of my fucking life.”

“Hmm. I think I’ll stay,” she says as the server brings our water over.

“Naturally,” Wilder says with a hostile tone. “Understand, if you put your hands on me again, you are in violation of company policy, as the only exception to the no fraternization policy is marriage. I’d rather kill myself than be involved with you again.”

“Funny, because last time I had your cock down my throat, you still came. In fact, you seemed to be particularly fond of fucking me in that office.”

“It must be a lonely life to live so desperately,” I remark, sipping my water.

“Must be a lonely life to watch him fuck every other woman but you,” she snaps back. “Think maybe that’s for a reason?”

“Really?” Wilder deadpans.

“Oh, but you didn’t deny it,” she smiles. “When you need to come, you know who to call.”

“It won’t be you,” I scoff.

“Oh, because it will be you? Please,” she laughs. “As if you could handle him.”

“Aren’t you dying to know what he would do to me?” I say as I let my anger get the best of me. “Or can your tiny skank brain not comprehend anything but using others for personal gain?”

“He may not want to date me, but I’m the best fuck he will ever have. So, remember every time you are in that office, he’s fucked me raw all over that room,” she sneers.

“I thought it smelled a little fishy in there,” I say and Wilder practically chokes on his water, laughing. He says nothing to defend her and wraps his arm around my shoulder to squeeze me in a hug.

“Are you not going to say anything?” Tina asks.

“Not my problem. We aren’t on company time,” Wilder says. “Macie can handle her own. If she needs me, I’ll defend her.”

“But you won’t defend me? Are you that cold that I mean nothing to you? We were going to get married.”

“First of all, no, we weren’t. You were nothing more than an easy fuck when I wanted to stick my dick in something, and that didn’t even stop me from letting your sister suck my cock,” he says. “Second, Macie has been in my life for my entire life. She and Arden come before everyone.”

“You’re such an asshole,” she huffs as she stands.

“Take the rest of the day off. Macie and I have a lot to do at home to get her settled,” Wilder says. “Get on the jet on time or I’ll leave without you.”

“Whatever,” she says. When she walks away, I laugh.

“I’m sorry,” Wilder says.

“It’s okay. I can handle her,” I say. “Did you really cheat on her?”

“No, but she definitely thinks I did now,” he laughs. “I’m a little shocked that you made her think about you and I messing around.”

“Yeah, I got carried away. She pissed me off,” I say. “It would definitely piss her off if she thought we were messing around.”

“Almost pissed enough to quit,” he says with a grin.

“Are you suggesting making her think you and I are fucking?” I ask, and he grins. “Oh, lord. You’re serious.”

“Wouldn’t take much to send her over the edge, honestly,” he says. “A few times of her thinking she walked in on something or answer her call with you moaning in the background?”

“She would stab me if you answered your phone with me moaning in the background,” I laugh.

“Oh, but it would be so funny,” he laughs.

“You really wanna push her out?” I ask.

“I really do,” he tells me. “Wanna help?”

“Okay, but under one condition,” I say.

“Name it.”

“Change out all the shit in your office you fucked her or anyone else on,” I say.

“Done,” he says, pulling his phone out. He taps around for a minute before slipping his phone back into his pocket.

“I didn’t mean right now,” I laugh.

“I don’t like the reminder of my mistakes,” he says.

“You won’t regret making everyone think you’re fucking me?” I ask.

“Not even a little bit,” he smiles. Heat rushes to my face and I try to look away, but he catches my chin and makes me look at me. “We are going to have to talk about why you blush like that when I smile at you.”

“I do not,” I say.

“Macie,” he says with a sweet smile as he cups my blazing hot cheek. He says nothing and I feel like I’m going to crawl out of my skin. I don’t know what to do with myself when he looks at me like this.

“Wilder, please stop teasing me,” I whisper.

“Remind me to show you later what teasing actually is. I don’t think you can handle it in public,” he winks.

“At least there is one thing you and Tuna agree on,” I say as I roll my eyes and pull away. He immediately grabs my chin and forces me to look at him and he looks pissed.

“I am normal saying I agree with her, Macie. I’m saying that if I actually teased you, everyone in this fucking restaurant would know just how fucking wet you are for me,” he rumbles.

“W-What?” I ask.

“Arden has a loud mouth, so don’t think for a second I don’t know the real reason you are flustered,” he says.

“I’m not flustered and I can’t help that you make me uncomfortable when you look at me like that,” I frown at him.

“Uncomfortable?” he asks, releasing my chin. “You are pushing me, Macie. I’m trying to be kind.”

“Because you are so kind to Tina?” I roll my eyes. I turn back to the table, but I gasp and grip into Wilder’s wrist when he abruptly grabs my hip and digs his fingers into my where my hip meets my thigh. It sends a shock of pleasure straight to my pussy, and I slap my other hand over my mouth when I unintentionally moan. I follow it up with a whimper when he leans into me to whisper in my ear.

“Make no mistake, Macie. I have wanted this for far longer than I have ever known her, but now you’ll be in my house, in my office, and soon you’ll be on my cock. Keep being a brat and I’ll bend you over this table and fuck that bratty attitude out of you.”

“Wilder,” I whimper. He turns me in my seat while keeping his thumb pressed into my hip.

“I promised Arden that I would tell you, but I wouldn’t scare you by throwing everything at you at once. Keep pushing me and things are going to move much faster,” he warns. “Insult yourself one more time or imply that Tina’s shit opinion of you holds any weight and I do not give a goddamn where we are. I will have you screaming my name and begging me for more.”

“I don’t beg,” I say simply.

“Oh, sweet Macie,” he says with a wicked grin that makes my pussy ache. “You will.”

“Our food,” I choke out when I see the server coming back with a tray.

“We can continue this at home,” he says. When he releases me, I nearly gasp for air. I fumble to pull my phone out and text Arden.

Holy goddamn.

Arden. Help.

What. The. Fuck.

Arden

I knew he would scare you. What did he do?

He threatened to fuck the bratty attitude out of me

You knew?

You knew this man felt this way?

Breathe, first off lol. He asked me if I’d be mad if he pursued you and explained he has strong feelings for you. I told him that you felt the same way, but you were shy to ever do anything about it. Told him when you blush it’s because you want his dick but feel overwhelmed.