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“Mr. Tyler,” one of the techs says. Kristen, by the sound of her voice. “There’s something going to everyone’s email—”“Shut it the fuck down,” I say. “Now.”“But people won’t be able to check their messages, it’ll slow down the whole—”“Shut it down,” I repeat. “We’ll worry about the rest later.”“And clients?”“They’ll have to wait for this. Please don’t ask me anything else. Shut it down before it goes to anyone else.”“Okay,” she says, sounding unsure.A second later, the screen in front of me disappears. I exhale.The other line starts ringing immediately—that will be one, or more, of my employees, calling to report that something’s gone wrong with the servers. Or it could be a disgruntled client, upset that the information they usually have at their fingertips, suddenly isn’t there.What a shit show.“Can you get rid of the message?” I ask Kristen.“Yes,” she says. “It’ll take a little while.”“How long?”“I don’t know.”“Can people access the message from their personal account
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Kingston“Wait a minute.” Sebastian’s voice goes low and quiet. He glares at me from across my office. “Say that again.”“I said, my asshole son posted a sex tape of him and Ella.”Bash blinks at me, like it’s still not sinking in. I called him here so I could tell him in person and we could figure out what the fuck to do, but he’s not being any help.Then I realize it’s because he’s wound so tight, if he moves, he’ll fucking explode.I know the feeling, because it’s the same with me. I’m holding tightly to the edge of my desk and it’s taking all of my self-control not to flip it completely over, stomp one of the legs off, and beat my son with it.“Where is he now,” Sebastian says.No inflection. No emotion.I’ve seen him like this once before—seven years ago. So full of rage, he nearly shut down. Only then, the rage was directed inward. It was a scary fucking time, and I’d worried about my friend.Now, though, I’m just worried about Ella.“King,” Sebastian says. “Where is he.”“No fu
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“Rayanne’s not going to be too happy about that,” I say.“She can give him a position at Perdure,” King says offhandedly.“Yeah. Let him be Mr. and Mrs. Hackler’s problem instead of yours,” I say, although I wonder if Rayanne might have wanted Joel at Tyler Analytics for a reason…the reason being she could keep an eye on King’s business. I haven’t wanted to voice the suspicion out loud, though, because I’m already vocal enough about my hatred of Rayanne. I’ve never met a more conniving person.King and I wait another half hour.“We could go to the pub where she works,” I say.“She’s supposed to go out with us tonight,” King says. “I doubt she’s working.”“Oh, right. Shit, where is she? Do you think she’s staying in her apartment? Should we go into the building?”“We’re not breaking into her building.” Kingston’s voice is firm.I know he’s right, but damn it.We wait a couple more hours, but after no sign of Ella, we finally give up.“I’m coming back tomorrow,” I say. “Or I’m tracking
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Tommy pauses the video. “Ella, what is going on?”I shake my head and cover my face, but I can’t stop laughing. “I didn’t know he was Bastian Crown.”Tommy gives me a skeptical look. “Be serious.”“I am serious.”“You’re shitting me. You were up on stage with Bastian Crown and you didn’t know it was him?”“I never really paid attention to his music, not really. I certainly never knew what he looked like. You think I’ve had time to internet-stalk every rock star?”He shakes his head in disbelief. “You’re like, the only person in that bar who didn’t know who he was, huh?”“Seems so,” I say, looking at the stilled video on Tommy’s phone. Unbelievable.“Well, that was it,” he says. “I’ll let you get some rest.”“You’re being awfully considerate,” I tell him. “Where’s the real Tommy?”“Shut up. I’m just trying not to be a dick.”“I appreciate that,” I say. “As well as the sandwich.”He stands up and stretches. “You can’t loan me fifty bucks, can you?”Ugh. “Tommy. Get the fuck out.”He gri
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My back is to the elevator door, so I hear it chime when the doors open, rather than see it. Whoever steps out is silent on the thick carpet. My senses prickle with alarm, and I spin around.Joel stands there, hands jammed into his pockets, his blue eyes intense as they rake over my body. More goosebumps form on my skin, but these aren’t from being near an air conditioning vent—they’re from being in such close proximity to a total snake.“What do you want?” I ask, propping the mop against the wall.“Just wanted to say hi.” His voice is casual. Almost friendly.“What the fuck?” I say.He shrugs. “Have you thought any more about getting back together?”I can only stare at him. Is he for real? Is he on drugs? “In what universe would that make sense, Joel? You filmed me without my knowledge or consent. Then you sent the video to the entire workplace. You betrayed my trust in the absolute worst possible way.”“Yeah, well you went and fucked my dad and Sebastian,” he says, frowning. “I’m wi
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Joel looks like he wants to keep talking, but he sizes up Sebastian, who’s a good four inches taller and has twenty pounds of muscle on Joel. Add the tattoos, and Sebastian is rather intimidating to a punk like my son.Joel rolls his eyes. “Whatever. But Dad, you can’t fire me.”“That’s exactly what I’m doing, though,” I say. “I gave you every chance to respect this young woman.”“You only care about that because you want to fuck her,” he says.Sebastian leans forward. “I’m fucking telling you, you better watch your fucking mouth.”“Yeah, whatever.” Joel looks past Sebastian to me. “You’ll change your mind, Pops.”“Doubtful,” I say. “But maybe when you change your ways.”Then he points at Ella. “And you’ll change your mind, too.”“I’m already changing it,” she says.Sebastian and I stare at her. I couldn’t have heard her right. Even Joel looks surprised.But Ella holds out her arms and says to Joel, “How about a hug goodbye?”I can’t believe what I’m seeing. She steps forward and…hugs
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I hold out my hand and she grips it. I want to puff out my chest with pride as I lead her down the steps and to my waiting car. I help her into the back seat and raise the privacy screen. Her eyes widen as the screen goes up.“You think I’m going to corrupt you on the way to my place?” I ask her.“I don’t know what to think at all,” she says.My voice is gruff as I say, “You’ve been through a lot. Bash and I are going to follow your lead and do our best to see to your needs, whatever those needs might be.”She blushes, and I wonder if she’s thinking about the kind of needs I’m thinking about.The need for touch. The need for power exchange. The need for sensation—whether pain or pleasure.Reaching over, I touch her cheek, raising her face so she has to look at me. I stare into her beautiful eyes. “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you with Sebastian and me on the night of the gala.”“It’s been on my mind, too,” she whispers.“How much?” I ask.“A lot.”“Show me.”Her brow pin
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Entertain, ha. What a euphemism. What I mean is fuck. How often they fuck women together.I bet their usual playmates wear cute dresses and sexy shoes. I bet they have shining, perfect hair. They probably smell like expensive perfume instead of cleaning chemicals.I don’t know what the hell I’m doing here.“Ella,” Kingston says in a deep voice. “What are you thinking about?”I force a smile. “Stupid shit.”He tuts. “Language, baby girl.”“Right.” I clear my throat and give him a sweet smile. “Stupid fucking shit.”Sebastian laughs. “Someone wants a spanking.”He’s not wrong, but I act as if I misunderstand him. “I can give you one if you want.”He raises his eyebrows at me while Kingston tries to smother a laugh.Sebastian saunters over to me. He’s wearing jeans and a t-shirt, no shoes, and his steps are silent on the hardwood floor. There’s no hurry to his movements. His eyes never leave mine.Suddenly, I feel like prey. I back up into Kingston and try to bring one of his arms around
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