UnTamed By The Boss

rossing my legs with deliber

you," I s

uit stretching over his toned frame. "Yeah, and I'm the bo

ach step slow and deliberate. I stopped just inches from hi

eves, boss," I said, stressing the w

idn't move. I could feel the

s he shoved a stac

," he snapped before turning on his hee

ckh

n to pick up the files, and

, I overheard a group of wome

n't last a week

didn't surviv

res them after t

giggled. "Lewis Bradford is every girl's drea

thout a word, shooting t

ed the documents and a cup of fr

a sip, th

ake a simple cup of coffee? What

, picked up the c

returned with a new cup

nd hissed, "Are you tr

n't it? That's exactly how my

arply against the polished floor, le

all from him, not that I was waiting. I buried myself in work, my fingers flying acro

into the crisp evening air, inhaling deeply as if freedom itse

t out, loud music, flashing lights was exactly what I needed to shake off the weight of the day. But th

lingered on the cozy eateries lining the streets, sparking an idea. A sisters' night. It was the perfect excus

d the driver, my voice la

y baked pastries and caramelized sugar wrapped around me like a warm embrace. I filled my arms with our favorit

IS'S

thout a trace of fear, the way she moves through my space like

ly makes me

le glance. But her? She's an enigma-a maddening, beautiful enigma who doesn't seem to giv

silent just the way I liked it. Mum and Venny preferred to stay together, though my little sister barely stayed

necessary. Each step up the grand staircase echoed through the empty house. Stripping off my su

she ha

ing heads with that body of hers? The thought of her in anothe

der my breath, scrubbing

eep over a woman but here I was, losi

no

et her out of my head, I'd drown the thought

, a crisp black shirt unbuttoned covering over a white t-shirt. Grabbing my phone

omen eager for attention. I lounged back, a crystal glass in hand, while a few desp

of that fiery attitude wrapped in a d

ked the waiter. I heard she was a

wisted with disappointment. The realiz

. I signaled the bouncers to handle them, no patience for petty game

over themselves to be near me. But Priynka? She couldn'

lp. Around me, a group of women swayed and twerked, trying

r the night before..hips moving like sin

d abruptly. If I couldn't have her

toward the private rooms. Their tou

a tangle of limbs, the stale scent of cheap perfume

without a backward glance. Tossing a wad of cash o

t, I stopped by a café for a light br

I barely acknowledged them. My mind was already on the mee

he hell

phone, dialing her o

d. I tried agai

sk. "Where is Miss Priynka?" My

sir," she repl

breathless and disheveled. In her rush, she mi

could stop it. Damn, she was even mor

led my features back into my C

it, Miss Wald?"

e brushed herself off. "It

e you suppose

nswered throug

tone drop to a dangerous edge. "

her hair, a defiant sp

won't happen again, Sir," she said, her lashes flu

go," I replied, alm

ent the door clicked shut. Did I seriously just let her get away with i

sed my uncharacteristic lapse. Shaking off the irrita

office," I said,

k followed, and she stepped insid