The morning after their night in his office felt different. Jade walked into the building with shaky legs and a pulse that wouldn’t calm. The world still looked the same. The receptionist smiled at her, colleagues typed away at their desks, phones rang in the background. But beneath the noise, she carried something no one could see.
Nathan Carter had touched her like she was his to use. He had f****d her on his desk. He had whispered in her ear like he owned every inch of her.
And now, she couldn’t look at him the same way again.
Her phone buzzed the moment she sat at her desk. Her hands trembled as she picked it up.
Nathan: Put your phone on silent. I want your attention.
The text sent a jolt through her. She obeyed without thinking, switching the sound off and sitting up straight.
