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“Actually, Miss Ryder, may I have a word?” My heart sinks. This is it. He’s going to fire me. I’m going to get the whole it’s not your fault, but you can’t work for me after I made you scream my name in rapture speech.
“I told Nathan. I had to. This goes beyond you and me. It involves the firm. I needed him to know and to get his opinion.” “Right. And did you tell Linda from HR as well?” “Christ, no. I’d rather pour acid on my dick than talk to her about my sex life.”
“All right. Mr. James, what star sign am I?” “I have no clue at all, but your birthday is September Ninth.” I’m genuinely surprised he knows that, but I suppose it is in my employee file. “Correct. That makes me a Virgo, by the way.” “Good to know. Make sure to order yourself some flowers from me. Or diamonds, if that’s what you prefer.” The room erupts into wolf whistles and cheers at that one, and I join in with the laughter.
“Because you’re mine, Amelia. Don’t you understand that yet? You don’t get to drive me crazy every second of every fucking day and then go on a date with some jackass who works for me. In fact, you don’t get to go on a date with anyone. Ever.”
