Page 78 of The Don's Virgin Obsession
Her face went pale instantly. “Vaughn, I?—”
I smirked devilishly, even though I was mad as hell. “What? Thought that I wouldn’t find your virgin, horny ass getting head on my countertops?”
Her face dropped.
“It’s not even like that,” she said quickly.
“It looked exactly like that, tho’.”
She looked away from me completely now.
“I’m sorry,” she said softly.
I stared at her for a second.
Sorry.
That word pissed me off because why the fuck did she feel like she owed me an apology? She wasn’t my woman.
I had to remember that.
Fast.
“You got this nigga in my building eating pussy before noon,” I said dryly. “That’s impressive. I ain't even fucked in this muthafucka.”
“Please don’t do this.”
“Do what?”
“Act weird.”
I laughed again, but it didn’t sound funny this time.
“Weird? Your nigga damn near took your virginity on my property.”
She looked like she wanted to cry now, and that softened me immediately, but I was too deep in whatever this feeling was to stop.
I walked around the room, looking at the setup she had been working on earlier.
“You know what,” I finally said calmly, “no more access to the buildings.”
Her head snapped toward me. “What?”
“No more working alone on off days either.”
“But—”
“Nah.” I looked at her seriously now.
“You’re being irrational.”
I looked away from her before I said something stupid.
“Oh, trust… I’m not. This is still a workplace. Business gotta stay professional.”
“That’s what I was doing.”
I looked back at her immediately. “Bullshit.”
