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I give it a few moments to see if Marci won’t come knocking, demanding juicy info about the first person ‘from my work’ I’ve brought here since joining thisfield. Something like that never happens, so I hang my head back and finally clutch my boner through my pants, barely holding in a moan.

I haven’t jerked off in so long it took nothing more than his flirty glances and calculative closeness to make me like this. Good god.He might be a professional at this, but still…

And not just my front. Clenching my ass, I feel slick running down my thigh.

“Fuck,” I whisper, stroking myself faster.

What the hell have I gotten myself into?

Chapter 10

Apollo

“Areyoudone?”Esmeasks. I almost let go of her silky hair as I blink sharply in response to her voice and come back to the moment. Would’ve been a shame, considering the absolutely perfect braid I managed to create.

“Oh, yeah. Sorry.” I secure it with a tie and meet her eyes in the mirror in front of us. “Looking good!”

Esme smiles widely. “Thank you. I love it!” She always looks gorgeous, but the two side braids frame and show off her face in a way that makes her even more mesmerizing.

I step away and go back to my station, past the other dolls who are getting ready for work. Sadie walks out of the changing room as I sit down, struggling with tightening her black lacy corset which makes her waist almost non-existent. She gives me one desperate glance and I’m already up, hopping behind her to help with the lacing.

“Isn’t this enough?” I ask while crushing her organs. “More?”

“J-Just a little,” she mutters. Her breasts look like they’re going to explode, but then again, that’s probably the look she’s going for. “Good. Tie it like that.”

I make a bow at the bottom of the corset. “Done.”

Sadie looks at herself in the mirror and sighs with satisfaction—as much as her reduced lung capacity allows her to, anyway. “What’s up?” she asks, perking up her brows when she focuses on my face in the reflection.

I blink and look up.Must’ve zoned out, staring at the floor again.

“Nothing,” I say and go sit down. I’m pretty much ready, wearing my new see-through shirt with bell sleeves and an open front together with some tight leather shorts. According to the handler, I’m going to have a busy night, so I try to empty my mind of everything before having to walk out there, being the person they all want me to be.

Unfortunately, it’s a little harder put my thoughts aside today than it usually is.

“I know when you’re bothered by something,” Sadie says and goes to the back of my chair. She rests her elbows on the top, with her breasts spilling over my shoulder and into my face as I turn to tilt it. I snort and attempt to push her away, but she wraps her arms around my chest, threatening to smother me if I don’t spill it. “You’re easy to read.”

“I’m not,” I say, snorting.

Sadie smirks at me dangerously, as if I’m one of her submissive clients who like her to order them around and punish them for being bad. Knowing there’s not much Sadie can’t make a man do if she wants to, I relent with an eye roll and hang my head back, resting it in her soft cleavage while I glance up at her.

“I…told Jasper I want to fuck someone outside work.” I don’t know why I feel so damnguiltyabout it. This strange sensation keeps echoing inside me and I’m not sure if it’s shame, guilt, uneasiness about something new or…fear.

She looks surprised. “Huh. Who?”

“That’s the thing. I know who, but I haven’t told him yet.” I wanted to do it in the morning before we left but couldn’t bring myself to do it.Why? Why am I being like this?“It’s that driver I mentioned before. Kobe,” I say, lowering my voice.

Sadie loudly gasps, making me squint and frown under her. “Shit, Apollo. You really had to pick one of his underlings? His own driver at that?” she blurts, feigning outrage.

I ignore her toying with me. “I already asked, and he was fine with it. It’s actually telling JasperwhoI want to pursue that makes me nervous. I mean, he fucks other people all the time. He doesn’t even tell me who or where anymore.” Letting my frustrations out feels good. “So I don’t know why I feel so unsure about his possible reaction…”

Sadie darts her eyes across my face, furrowing her brows with care. “He’s a commanding man. It’s not weird to be worried, darling.”

I shouldn’t be. I shouldn’t fear telling him. He’s my partner.

Maybe the fault is with me.

“But the driver?” she adds when I say nothing, finally releasing me from her embrace. Leaning against the table in front of me, Sadie pensively looks up. “I guess he is kinda cute. He always averts his gaze from the naked dolls when he passes them,” she says with an amused chuckle. “Adorable, really.”

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