Page 9 of Thirst Trap
She saw the man underneath the empire.
And Lucas Creams was hooked.
***
PRESENT
He leaned forward, squinting at her Instagram again. Her captions. The emojis. The way she typed.
Could it beher?
Was it insane tohope?
Lucas opened her employee file. Middle name: Elizabeth.
He typed:
“What was booklover69’s real name?”
He searched.
Nothing.
Still.
His gut whispered yes.
And his cock agreed.
Lucas slammed the laptop shut and swore under his breath. “Don’t be stupid.” But even as he paced the room, the name echoed in his head.
MaddisonfuckingParker.
Chapter 5
First Day Chaos
Maddison strutted into Creams Tower like she'd owned it for years, not nervously clutching a bag like the other assistants, not trying to blend in.
She didn't blend. Never had been.
Especially not with the scar on her knee, the one that always caught attention when she crossed her legs. A souvenir from her last office, from the creep who told her to "smile more."
She smiled.
Then kicked him.
Now here she was.
New job. New boss.
Lucas Creams.
Tall. Awkward. Too expensive looking. Clearly allergic to eye contact and clearly trying not to look at her thighs. Maddison smirked as she knocked on his glass office door then opened it without waiting.
"Morning, bossman. Coffee. Black. No sugar. Just like your soul," she said.
"Thanks," he muttered, blinking rapidly.
