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“If I sank to my knees and promised to worship you, would you show me the jewel you’re hiding? Would you let me taste your sweet nectar? I will make you scream with ecstasy. And after you gush over my beard, I’m going to split your pussy open with my cock.”
He nuzzled her neck, becoming emboldened as she trembled. She bit back a moan and he pinched her nipple as he brushed his fingers over the waistband of her panties.
She jerked away. “I quit.”
Jasper growled. “You might be a goddess, but my patience isn’t boundless.”
FIVE
Seraphina
The office buzzed with tension. The angel chastised herself for letting her boss touch and speak to her with such depravity again. Falling for his allure would cause her to fall like her sister.
Was pleasure worth eternal damnation? Seraphina’s soulmate was the only one worthy of her virginity, not a soulless, lustful creature like Jas Conrad.
The knowledge of the thirty-six-year-old tavern owner’s history was revealed to her as she prepared for her assignment—she was intimately familiar with his depraved sexual appetite and refused to be his conquest.
The only bit of knowledge she was blocked from was the night he transformed. Fixed points of history steeped in evil became shrouded in darkness. Only he could share this moment with her. Angels like Brock would dispatch divine justice over those vile enough to sire evil.
“Come on, sweetheart,” Bobbie cajoled. “Give us a twirl.”
Seraphina’s breath caught in her throat as she caught her reflection. She blinked a few times, searching for herself in the image of the mature woman staring back at her. The sparkly, silver wrap dress was low cut with a ruched waistline, emphasizing her figure. A hint of milky skin poked through the thigh-high slit. Her hair was loose, flowing over her shoulders and the woman who applied her makeup chose colors that made the green flecks in her eyes pop. The sweet country girl who stepped off the train just days before had already disappeared. Did she blame Jas Conrad or herself for this result?
She pulled out her phone and snapped a picture of her reflection and texted it to Mara. She was able to quickly get up to speed on modern technology as it would help her fulfill her assignment.
M:
WOW! Showstopper. What’s the occasion?
S:
The boss wants me to accompany him to an event.
M:
A date?
S:
What? NO! This is my assignment, Mara.
The holein her heart grew larger, filling her with dread as her phone pinged with a message from her brother.
B:
Be careful. I don’t like the idea of you spending time alone with him.
If only Brock knew everything that transpired between them at the office. She was thankful that her siblings cared enough to watch out for her. However, the angel of vengeance wasn’t necessary here. She was determined to perform her duties with dignity and leave Jas Conrad behind.
He was right, he had cognitive and celestial powers that were unmatched. He had to trust her to know when to ask for help if and when she needed it.
She wound her hair around her finger as she turned back toward the mirror. There was no narcissism in the act, but Jas’s words about vanity scared her. Of course a soulless creature would tempt her to sin. Yet, she loved watching the way the fabric shimmered in the light. It wasn’t reasonable for her to interpret her father’s words. But maybe, just this once, she could admire herself without the sin.
Though he’d referred to her as beautiful, his opinion couldn’t be trusted as his goal was to corrupt her innocence. She had to keep her wits about her and not succumb to his temptation.
A knot formed in her stomach thinking back to the woman writhing on his desk. Surely it wasn’t envy seeping through her cracked edges as that was a mortal sin.
Seraphina exhaled noisily conveying her exhaustion. Who knew being sociable and trying on clothes all day would become tiresome. A whole rack in Jas’s closet belonged to her now. Itwas extravagant and unnecessary. He wanted to dress her up for his amusement, not because she needed it. They took away the outfit she’d chosen that morning.
