Chapter 21
Nate
WHACK!
I enter Lockhart's office to see him hovering over her while she's sprawled on the ground holding her cheek.
“I'll just go wait outside,” I say as I begin retreating back towards the door but I'm cut off by his gruff voice.
“Stay.”
I oblige of course because I know by now that he is not a man to argue with. I’ve learned quickly that if I work hard enough, I bring in money. Money makes Lockhart forget. Or maybe not forget, but be complacent.
I need his mind on money, not on me…or anything else for that matter. Besides, he pays well and if I’m making enough money, I can continue on with my perfect white picket fence life while still having my fun on the side.
“I told you to keep a fucking low profile,” he growls at her before yanking her up by her arm. She winces and looks at me like I’m going to do something to help her. I can’t help her…no one can .
“What are you looking at him for?” He asks her as he surveys my face. “You've been doing quite well Nate. Bringing in lots of money for me. I think you deserve a taste of what it's like to be closer to the top.” He pushes her upper body down over the desk and flips her skirt up showcasing her round ass. She whimpers but doesn't move a muscle. “I’m in the mood for a show, make it good,” he says before walking back to his chair and sitting back down.
He’s testing me I’m sure of it. ‘Fuck it’ I think in my head before approaching her. I close my eyes and give him exactly what he wants.