"What a stubborn little mouth. Someone ought to shut it up properly."
At first, I didn’t understand what he meant—I thought he was threatening to gag me to keep me quiet. But then, without warning, his hand clamped over my lips.
"You little temptress. If the lower half’s off-limits, I suppose I’ll have to make do with the upper. I bet it’s just as sweet."
A shudder ran through me. "You monster!"
"Me, a monster?" He scoffed. "And what about you, throwing yourself at Nicholas in the office on your very first day? That’s supposed to be respectable?"
My jaw dropped. How did he know about that? Had I been wrong all along? Was he not from the Carter family, but one of the company’s shareholders?
Was this his game too—just like Andrew? Getting close to me, humiliating me, all
