Chapter Thirty Eight

But what I don't relay is the fact I came down here with the promise of a job at King Enterprises. That my escape just so happened to be the worst mistake of my life.

I didn't fit in; I knew that from the day I walked inside Mr King's office for my interview.

All those around me were blonde, young and idiots. Yet he gave me the job with a secret smile, and I've been there just under two years as I quickly worked my arse through the ranks, always asking why I was different.

I was naive to believe I was getting myself places. That perhaps he hired me because I wasn't his type, and he actually liked that.

But then he thrust this weird arrangement with his son just a few weeks back. And he orchestrated the two girls, because they sure weren't women, to come onto Sebastian just last week.

"Perhaps you do now, but your accent isn't from around home," he points out, turning to Sebastian, who remains silent but grinning.

"I was born and raised in Yorkshire, a small town that offered nothing