How May I Please You (The Darkest Kink #2) (The Darkest Kink Duet)

4. ~ Journey ~

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I’msure this is a bad idea, and I expect you”d probably be upset with me for it, but when I set my phone down after texting you, it’s not on my desk at the precinct, it’s in the cupholder of my car. I haven”t gone to work yet because ever since you told me you had a new woman joining your crew for this project, I haven”t stopped thinking about it. As a result, instead of heading into the office, I followed you to your job site and parked in the back corner of an adjacent lot. I’m sorry, Sir, but I had to see, and now that I have, I have no regrets.

Things between you and I have been so great that I’d be a fool to sit back and let another woman smile in your face and shake your hand. Especially one with red hair and a little button nose. I could tell when you approached her that she wanted you. I could see it in her eyes through my binoculars—it was like she was meeting her favorite rock star. Her demeanor lit up, and the moment her hand reached out to take yours she practically melted in your grasp. You may not have seen it, Evan, but I did. I’m a woman, and women always know. Our intuition is never wrong.

I know you”re just doing your job, Sir. I don”t blame you. I blame her. You simply wanted to be the best craft lead that Lane Contracting of PA has ever seen, and here comes this little bitch from Lane Contracting of Delaware to try and seduce you. The fucking audacity she must have to touch your skin before sashaying away like that, shaking her ass in the hope that you would watch her go. You didn”t, which made me so fucking happy, but the fact that she tried it is enough for me. It’s the principle, Sir.

Even now, as she squats next to your coworker Shawn, she keeps glancing over at you. Shawn is trying to get her to help them set those forms, but she is too busy looking at you. She wants you. She craves what is mine, but you and I are meant to be together. We belong together—I to you and you to me—and I won’t fucking stand for this. I refuse to allow disrespect of our union. No fucking way.

Don’t worry, Sir, I won”t do anything to jeopardize your career. It’s not your fault that your new worker is an ugly fucking slut, and I don”t mean a slut in the same way that I’m a slut. The contrast is that she’s just a slut, and I am your slut. Big difference. I belong to you and she belongs to no one.

So, she can go on about her day, stealing glances at you every free second she gets, and I’ll wait patiently. I know how long the day will be for you and your crew, my beloved, and I think I’ll have a little introductory meeting of my own. You won’t have to worry about teaching anyone anything, or stress about how well she gets along with the guys you’ve been working with for years. I’ll relieve you of that burden.

Don’t worry about a thing, Sir, I’ll take care of this for you. I’ll make you proud and no one will ever suspect you at all. I’ll take the weight off your shoulders and place it squarely on mine. For us. Today is little Robin’s first day … and her last.