Page 32 of Ace of Spades

"The nickname. Skid? It's not what you think."

Sienna laughs. "Sure, it's not."

Benji slaps Joey on the back and shakes him.

"Just accept it, man."

"I frickin hate that nickname," I hear Joey say, as I hold the door open to my office to let Sienna step through.

The second I shut the door, I draw the blinds and turn to her.

"Going for round two, Mr. Steele?" She teases. "Don't think my dad would appreciate that very much."

She sinks into my chair and whirls around, stopping it to face me.

"You are not working here," I tell her.

"Hmm, see that's where you're wrong."

"Listen here," I say, stepping up to her, placing both hands on the hand rests of my chair that she's commandeered. "I don't know what game you're playing, but Brody King is the best fucking friend I could ever have. And I'm not about to sit back and watch you take everything from him."

She glares at me. "What are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about you waltzing in here ready to ruin King's life."

"You think I'm after… what? His money?" She asks like the thought disgusts her to the core. "I don't want Brody King's money, Mr. Steele. Before this morning, I didn't even know who the man was. Let alone the fact that he somehow owns everything on this island. I need a job. I'm ready to work.That'swhy I'm here."

She shoves me away and stands to go to the door.

"Where are you going?"

"To do my job," she says, hand on the doorknob opening the door.

I slam it shut, standing behind her.

She whips her head back to look at me, eyes filled with what can only be fear.

Oh, I'm going to hell for this.

Chapter8

Sienna

"You can't work here.Ican't have you here," Levi grits out between his teeth behind me.

His breathing is heavy, and I can feel the rise and fall of it at my back when I look up at him.

"You think I'm not qualified? I can assure you, Mr. Steele. I'm highly qualified. Ask your friend. The one that offered me the job."

Then he says something I'm not expecting.

Something that gives me a better glimpse as to why he’s this upset.

"You kissed me," he all but hisses. "You have a boyfriend… and you kissed me."

I can see the hurt in his eyes.

The betrayal he's fighting to accept is bothering him and my stomach sinks at the realization that he thinks I cheated on my boyfriend,with him.

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