Hiding From You

But Wolf couldn't possibly do that. A lot of money was at stake.

"Now you'd better go out and make an apology that shows you're sorry."

Wolf said everything in a low tone, which could be dangerous because it also meant a threat.

"I don't care about your spoiled attitude. If you make this kind of foolishness again, don't expect me to bury your rottenness. Let's just say your hard work will be in vain."

Iris looked pale, but she nodded and walked out. Wolf certainly hoped she could properly organize her sentence later, choosing a wrenching sentence. Someone would help, but the result would depend on Iris's acting. Wolf hoped that an apology would make things calmer.

Wolf waved at Becca, told her to come closer, then patted her thigh.

Becca smiled cheerfully, then sat on Wolf's lap with both hands automatically wrapped around his neck.

"Do you need to channel your stress?" Becca asked. Wriggling seductively while Wolf fingered her thighs and squeezed her ass.

Becca sighed and started