All Chapters of The Night He Owned Me: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

She gritted her teeth, her polite smile turning slightly feral. “I wouldn’t tell anyone how much involvement you have in my life. It’s embarrassing, to be quite honest.”“If that’s the case, then why didn’t you talk to your family when your life started falling apart?”“That’s none of your business.”The fire that was in her eyes only made her more attractive. It was good to see that she had a backbone. Amalia told me her friend had a horrible history of letting people exploit her.Too kind for her own good, most likely.“Even though you are Amalia’s friend, I will not tolerate anything less than you doing your job to the best of your ability. I will not hesitate to fire you if you cannot do the work.”Gina’s eyebrow arched, and she looked like she was trying to hold her tongue. A red tinge on her cheeks only made her look more beautiful.Having her work here was going to be hell on my head.“Wow.” Gina shook her head and got up. “You’re judging me without knowing me. I graduated vale

I was turned on and pissed off as he carried me out of the bar. I looked around, seeing if the bartender would say something, but Brandon’s friend was already talking to him.The blond man who had asked me to dance was already dancing with another woman, his tongue halfway down her throat.“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” I shouted over the music as Brandon carried me to the door.“Taking you home.”He stepped outside into the air as I tried to wiggle free. His grip around me only tightened, and I didn’t bother to fight harder. I would either fall or fall on my face, and he would fall on top of me.His falling on top of me doesn’t sound so bad.The door to the bar swung shut behind us. The cold night air prickled against my skin. Brandon’s hand drifted across the backs of my thighs, sliding higher. Heat pooled between my legs until he gripped the hem of my dress and pulled it down.It wasn’t what I hoped for, but I suspected it was all I was getting from him tonight.Brandon

“I like my building. However, it was easier to build a new building than to try and renovate an old one into exactly what I needed.”She shrugged. “I didn’t say that I didn’t like your building. I just said that it’s out of place in the town. Although, if you sell it to someone younger once you retire, it might do better on the market.”“When I retire?”She smirked. “You have to be pushing eighty at this point.”My eyes nearly bulged out of my head as she laughed. I was thankful that the clients weren’t here yet to hear her taunting me. Although, that relief was immense because everyone in Silverlake knew everyone else.Gossip spreads like the plague around here.“Forty-five, if you must know.”“Close enough. I mean, once you’re that old, it stops Mateoering, doesn’t it?”I ground my teeth together, trying not to let her get to me. However, reminding me of the twenty-one-year age gap between us only made me feel worse about the other night.“Let’s go inside, and you can take a look in

BrandonA trip to my beach house with Gina wasn’t enough to get her out of my system. After spending that long together, I thought I would have grown tired of her, but when we returned to town, I only craved her more.I wanted to get to know the parts of herself that she didn’t show to anyone. I wanted to see the things about Gina that made her tick. She interested me in a way that only my wife ever had.The last thing I was expecting was anyone like her to walk into my life, but now that she has, I know I’ll be lost if she walks right back out.Maybe that’s why I was at the bar with my friend, Mateo, hoping to glimpse her. But, instead, Amalia told me that they were going out tonight. I knew it was risky to follow them to a bar and hope that I could see Gina, but my slight sense of self-preservation was gone.“I thought you would be finished with bars after the other weekend?” Mateo asked, handing me a bottle of beer.I shrugged and leaned against our table, sipping my beer. Mateo wa

GinaThesunshoneaswe stood at the entrance booth to the carnival. Brandon passed the worker the money for two wristbands. I grinned once the piece of plastic was wrapped around my wrist.“I haven’t been to a carnival since I was a kid,” I said as I tilted my face to the sun, absorbing warmth while Brandon got his wristband on.“You know, people are going to talk if they see us together,” Brandon said as we walked through the entrance and entered the carnival grounds. “What do you want to tell them?”I sighed and ran my hand through my hair. Since I agreed to go to the carnival, that had been all I thought about. We needed a believable story in case someone saw us together. Especially if news of anything we were doing got back to Amalia.“We were working on another listing and decided to take a break together. You and I are still colleagues.”Brandon smirked as he looked down at me. “Technically, I’m your boss. That’s more of a scandal.”“You look like the thought of a scandal excites