Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 80261 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 401(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80261 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 401(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
Gripping onto the back of my neck, I stressed, “For fuck’s sake.”
“She’s demanding to see you, boss. What do you want me to do?”
I nodded, giving him my silent answer.
Minutes later, the person I least expected walked into my office. Each stride more determined than the last.
Waving Mark off, I ordered in demanding tone, “Leave us.”
He didn’t have to be told twice.
I never broke my stare from hers.
Looking as pretty as a peach, Haven asked, “Can I sit down?”
“No,” I harshly replied.
“Is this how it’s going to be?”
“You tell me.”
“I just need five minutes of your time.”
“You and everyone else.”
“Are you going to make me beg?”
“I could bend you over my knee instead? Maybe then you’ll learn how to fucking listen to me.”
“I’m only here—”
“I don’t give shit why you’re here.”
“That much is obvious. I’ll get right to the point then.”
“And yet I’m still waiting.”
“Jesus!” she exclaimed. “What the hell is your problem?”
“Currently, you. Showing up to my bar. Making demands. Who the fuck do you think you are, little girl?”
In one quick motion, she threw her driver’s license on my desk. “You said to come back when I was an adult.”
I glanced down at it, instantly seeing the date.
“Well, asshole. Happy birthday to me.”
It was her next statement that caught me off guard.
“I need a job.”
“And why is that my problem?”
Little Miss Peach had some brass fucking balls to further demand…
“Because you’re the man who’s going to hire me.”
Four
Hayes
She must have forgotten who she was dealing with, and I was fully prepared to remind her.
As if on cue, she baited, “You could at least say happy birthday to me.”
Ignoring her request, I bit, “I don’t hire minors.”
“I’m legal, Hayes. Check my ID through your machine. It’s real.”
It was blatantly obvious I wasn’t going to get through to her with threats. If anything, she loved the fucking challenge of it.
Narrowing my eyes at her, I leaned back into my seat. One at a time, the sound of my combat boots hitting the top of my desk echoed around the room before I crossed my arms over my chest. Now that she was legal, I could truly take her in for the first time.
Slowly, my eyes wandered over her petite yet curvy body with predatory regard. From her long, brown hair framing the sides of her face. To the thick, black eyeliner she wore which simply intensified her bright green eyes which were desperately trying to show me she indeed was a woman.
Her pouty red lips triggered my fingers to want to wipe off the lipstick from her mouth. Gradually, I trailed down her neck toward her tits on full display. She was wearing a see-through white tank top with her perky breasts just waiting to be freed from her pink lacy bra.
Her stomach displayed a fucking belly button piercing of all things. She topped off her slutty outfit with a short jean skirt and black cowboy boots. Her legs went on for days and I knew if she turned around, I’d see her luscious ass just waiting to be smacked for not listening to me.
This girl was just begging to be fucked twelve ways to Sunday, walking into my bar the way she was dressed.
It was time to use the only card I had left…
She wanted to play with fire.
I had no problem lighting the match.
“So tell me, Peach,” I rasped. “Did you dress like a whore for me?”
Haven
I changed into this outfit in Cove’s Jeep. There was no way in hell I’d be able to leave my house dressed like this.
“Why?” I smiled wide. “Like what you see?”
He scoffed. “Let me give you a little tip. I’m surrounded by pussy, Peach. They’re a dime a dozen, sweetheart. All I have to do is walk outside that door and they drop to their knees for just a taste of my cock. Is that what you want?”
I sat down in the chair in front of his desk, challenging him. “Not as much as you do.”
I spent the last week debating if I was really going to do this, but he was my only hope. Believe me, I didn’t want to succumb to this. He was the only choice I had.
Or at least that was what I kept telling myself.
His eyes were suddenly brazen and dilated. “You’re right.”
I jerked back. I was waiting for him to offend me, it seemed to be his go to love.
What was he up to?
I didn’t have to wait long for an answer.
“You want a job.” He abruptly stood.
I watched with an inquisitive gaze as he made his way to the leather couch on the other end of the room to sit down. Once he was, he leaned forward. Placing his elbows on his knees while his eyes now tore into mine. There was something animalistic about the way he was looking at me. Almost like a lion before it attacked its prey. Luring me with his devious gaze and sadistic smile.