Page 20 of Love Me Not

Okay, fine, maybe I shouldn’t have said that.

Her face twisted, her breathing deepened.There was a beautiful bit of red spreading over her face and neck.

I didn't care about the million dollars.I didn't give a single shit about it.Yeah, I thought it was a little weird that she was still taking this nanny job after getting all that money, but I wasn’t mad about it.

Whatever else was going on in her life had made it so she was right here with me again.

“I’m on the agency’s payroll.Get it right.”

Oh, the little kitten has claws.

I was excited about this development.Our time in the club hadn’t given me enough of her.She’d been running rampant through my mind ever since, but in my fantasies, she was still the submissive, perfect little angel.

Apparently, she could bite back.And it made me want her even more.

I cursed myself for it.

Regardless, she was back in my life.Reward or punishment, and for how long, was yet to be seen.

With all that in mind, was it even appropriate to keep her as a nanny?

My brain told me it was an immediate no.That I should throw her out and make good on my promise to sue the shitty nanny agency that just couldn’t seem to get it right.Nothing good would come out of this obvious conflict of interest.

Plus, how would I be able to keep things professional?

She’s the last chance Bella has.I have.Wehave.

Her breath hitched as I placed my hands on the counter on either side of her.Closing in.Fuck.I couldn’t stop myself.All I could think about was hoisting her up on the cool marble, ripping her panties off, and feasting on her cunt like I’d done back in the club.

Is she wet for me right now?

The look on her face was deceiving.She was angry.Obviously, with my comments, I expected nothing less.

But there was also that blush.

The one that made me want to tease her even more.The one that told me she was probably enjoying this a little bit more than she should.

I knew she wanted me too.She didn't have to say it; it was written all over her.It made it worse.

“I’m keeping your shitty company in business.”My voice lowered.“Do you know how many nannies I’ve been through?You were supposed to be my last chance, so you can imagine my surprise when, out of all the people in the world,youshow up at my doorstep.”

She puffed up at that before placing her hand on my chest and giving me a slight push.The warmth of her hand seeped into my skin and had shivers bursting out from where she touched me.I wanted to lean into it.

Instead, I let her push me away.

“I’m qualified,” she said, even more annoyed, like she took it personally.“Just because we met under unusual circumstances?—”

“A sex club?No, not unusual at all.”

She raised a brow at me.There was that attitude again.My hands itched to push up her dress.Maybe even put her over my knee andreallypunish her for those words.

“Is that judgment I hear?From the same person who spent a million dollars to get laid?What?Couldn’t get anyone to do it willingly?”

As angry as I was, her little comeback was funny to me.

“I don’t care what you do in your free time,” I replied.“Nor should myextracurricularsbe of any concern to you.”

She let out a scoff and shook her head.

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