C Chapter 33
“I’m curious what brings a girl like you to a place such as that to do what you did,” he said, his tone even, yet there was an edge beneath it.
“I could ask the same about a man like you.”
My heart jumped into my throat, and my mouth snapped shut the instant the words. tumbled out. I glanced up, my eyes wide with a mix of dread and surprise. “I’m sorry,” I blurted. “I didn’t mean to say-”
“How old are you, Ms. Winley?”
I swallowed hard, feeling a strange mix of fear and thrill. “Twenty.”
He nodded slowly, stroking his chin thoughtfully. “And how often might a girl like yourself be found in the ladies’ rooms of nightclubs with a man she just met?”
My cheeks flared red, and I shook my head frantically. “Never, Lord!” I protested, twisting my hands together nervously. “That was my first time.”
A slight chill went down my spine as I froze for a heartbeat. “The first time, I mean, doing that.”
He knew who I was. He knew exactly what I’d allowed him to do to me in that
bathroom.
But he didn’t need to know that he’d taken my virginity that night.
His jaw tightened, the tension palpable. “Ms. Winley, I’ll be blunt.” His voice, deep and rich like dark velvet, vibrated through me. “While your intelligence and obvious drive are impressive-and indeed, are part of why you appeal to me for this position-I must refer back to my initial point.”
He leaned against his thick wooden desk, his hands steepling before him, those dark eyes piercing into mine.
“There are rules in this house. And my children are my pride and joy, Ms. Winley,” he continued, his voice rigid. “They’re smart, witty, sharp, obedient, and wonderful. But
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make no mistake; they are also normal six and four-year-olds, with all that comes along.
with that. The job entails taking care of them plus quite a bit of traveling over the next month or so during your employment.
He leveled his steely gaze at me. “Are you up for the task, Ms. Winley?”
That look, that voice-there was a hint of flirtation in his words, but it wasn’t a question; it was a demand.
But was he really still offering me the job? After what-well, after what we had done?
“I am, Lord.”
The moment those words left my lips, I regretted not asking for more time to think. about this. But his response came swift and confident.
“Excellent.” He nodded crisply and stood up, his strides purposeful. As he approached, my heart raced, and I found myself shivering under his intense gaze, quickly glancing down to smooth my skirt.
“The position is yours, then, Ms. Winley,” he purred, a lingering emphasis on my name.
I stiffened, daring myself to look up at him again. “Lord?” I asked, confusion clouding my thoughts. “I—”
“There will be rules, Ms. Winley.” His tone darkened, his eyes glinting with something that sent a shiver down my spine. “A young lady like yourself, under my employ, will be expected to conduct herself as befitting the position.”
I nodded, adrenaline coursing through me.
“A young lady like yourself under my employ will be expected to behave,” he growled, and suddenly I was captivated by that gaze, a tingling rush spreading through my body.
“And if you do not behave…” His eyes deepened, the corners of his mouth hinting at a dangerous smile.
“There will be consequences.”
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“A young lady like yourself under my employ will be expected to behave,” he growled, and suddenly I was captivated by that gaze, a tingling rush spreading through my body.
“And if you do not behave…” His eyes deepened, the corners of his mouth hinting at a dangerous smile.
“There will be consequences.”
I found myself nodding before I could think. “Yes, Lord.”
“Would you like to think about it? I believe in being well-informed and deliberate in such matters, Ms. Winley.” His gaze didn’t waver, his confidence almost suffocating. “So when you answer, make it a final answer. I’d rather not waste our time with indecision regarding a choice I’ve already made.”
Heat crept beneath the collar of my blouse, flushing my cheeks.
“So, I’ll say once more, the position-should you accept-is yours, Ms. Winley. Provided you can behave.”
A tremor ran through my body, teasing over my skin, igniting warmth in places I knew I shouldn’t feel, considering the circumstances. Memories of that night surged back, the night he took me, the night he demanded the pleasure of my body.
The night he claimed me.
And I knew I should walk away. I could see how tempting a job like this could be-how lucrative, how crucial for making connections-yet the weight of our history made my insides twist. A man like this was exactly what I shouldn’t seek.
…Even if he was everything I wanted.
Even if I couldn’t shake the thoughts of what he’d done to me, the feelings he’d ignited.
The way he’d made me lose control.
All those reasons screamed at me to reject the job, yet somehow, my mouth opened, and the words spilled out before my brain could catch up.
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All those reasons screamed at me to reject the job, yet somehow, my mouth opened, and the words spilled out before my brain could catch
up.
“I accept then, Lord,” I said, locking my gaze with his striking gray eyes.
His smile was dark, yet it held a promise that sent a thrill through me. He extended his hand, and I hesitated just a moment before placing mine in his. The moment our hands met, I felt an electric pulse-a warmth, strength, a power that enveloped my smaller hand in his larger grip. It sent a shiver straight up my spine.
“Excellent, Ms. Winley.” He beamed down at me, his charisma almost blinding. “We’ll be departing for Pardis in a week, but I expect you to come by before then to meet the children you’ll be caring for.”
no me out of the
I was swept away in a daze as his hand detached from mine, room. We stepped toward the marble foyer, the grandeur of the home surrounding us, and he swung open the heavy oak front door, revealing the hushed winter evening in Bay City.
“My driver is bringing the car around now to take you home.”
Nodding, I turned to him. “Thank you, Lord, for-”
“I’ll expect you tomorrow,” he interjected brusquely, just as a sleek black town car pulled up the driveway. The words died on my lips, and I began to turn when his voice held me back.
“Ms. Winley.”
As I pivoted again, my body melted beneath his gaze. That same look was etched on his face, the one he had that night when he commanded me to follow him.
The one that ignited a fire deep within me.
“Remember,” he growled, his voice low. “We have rules in this house.”
“Yes, Lord,” I nodded, my heart racing.
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Ms. Winley.”
As I pivoted again, my body melted beneath his gaze. That same look was etched on his face, the one he had that night when he commanded me to follow him.
The one that ignited a fire deep within me.
“Remember,” he growled, his voice low. “We have rules in this house.”
“Yes, Lord,” I nodded, my heart racing.
His presence loomed closer, and I gasped, feeling my pulse quicken. He towered over me, dark and commanding.
“Rules, Ms. Winley. And good girls follow those rules.” His eyes sparkled with meaning. “And bad girls get punished.”
A shiver of desire shot through me-an aching, throbbing need for him. The almost. addictive craving for his touch flooded my senses, the way I longed to drop to my knees and worship him as I had that night.
And the way his lips curled into that knowing smirk
thoughts as he moved to open the car door for mold me he could sense my
“Until tomorrow, Ms. Winley.”
In the car ride home, I sat quietly in the backseat, my heart racing as the sleek black Lincoln sped across the bridge back to Cambridge.
Carter Montgomery.
The man from that night.
The man who had made me cry out, clawing at his shoulders as he filled me, slipping his thick c**k deep inside.
And now, he was my employer.