<b>Chapter </b><b>87 </b>
Addison
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“It’s none of your business If people look, after all you’re not my boyfriend.” I blurted out before I could stop myself. My heart was beating fast against my chest and I was certain Zane could feel it against his chest at this point. His grip on my waist was yet to loosen and the hard muscles of his chest were digging into my skin, making me start to feel breathless all over again. It wasn’t helping that he smelled so good right now, making my head spin and making my mindputer images of two nights ago where we were back at my ce, kissing on my couch…
I was pulled out of my thoughts by his next words. “Is that anyway to speak to your new boss?” He asked and I stiffened once again, my heart jumping into my throat.
Shit. Shit. Shit. I hope that didn’t just cost me this job.
“I’m sorry.” I blurted out, unable to meet his gaze, but his other hand came up to grab my chin and force me to meet his gaze anyway, then I shivered as his gaze briefly raked over my body, right before he clicked his tongue and spoke.
“You’re dressed like a slut, like one just begging to be fucked. To be bent over a t surface and taken hard.” He revealed and my mouth fell open as a gasp slipped past my lips while I gaped at him as the words kept echoing through my head.
“And you said I wasn’t your boyfriend? Of course I’m not. I’m your new boss, and I’m sure I won’t like every thirsty man out there lusting over mytest assistant. That could bring distractions your way, which I won’t condone.” He barked out and I swallowed emptily while nodding.
So, that’s what he meant.
I let out a small exhale while trying not to dwell on the disappointed feeling already setting within me over the realization that he hadn’t said that because he was jealous that people were gonna be staring at me, but for something else entirely.
“Of course, sir, and sorry for what I said earlier. It was rude,” I mumbled, the ‘sir‘ feeling weird in my tongue. Would I have <i>to </i>refer to him as that on moving forward cause he’s now my boss?
I guess his response was a good thing, right? It’s a sign that he’s truly interested in just work this time and I guess that’s good. After all, I don’t wanna get involved with him again, so it’s good that he’s fully abiding by that. But what I prevented was the truth, Zane and I are gonna be just working together, basically coworkers and nothing more, so how I dress is truly not supposed to concern him. But I guess it does concern him if he believes I might get distracted by some attention but he need not worry cause that’s never gonna happen. On a normal day I don’t attract a lot of attention so me being in this kind of outfit wouldn’t make much difference, I was certain.
His hold on my waist loosened and I was finally able to pull away, although I was still breathing hard so I instantly tried to control my breathing pattern just as he rose to his feet, instantly towering over me and making my breaths hitch in my throat.
“You don’t have to change how you refer to me, Zane <b>is </b>still fine.” He informed me, then his dark eyes raked over me onest time before he signed.
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“Turn around.” He ordered and my eyes widened, my heart stuck in my throat as I gaped at him.
“What?<b>” </b>I echoed and he rolled his eyes.
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“Turn around, Addison.” He repeated but I still didn’t move at first. I want to refuse to ask him why again, but I don’t think getting on my new boss‘ nerves too much on the first job day was a good idea, so I gritted my teeth and slowly turned around.
I heard footsteps behind me, thenrge hands were cupping my asschedks, making my mouth fall open in utter disbelief just as a shiver slither down my spine at the same time, my mouth opening and closing again. with no sound escaping.
“Your cheeks are literally spilling out. Talk about a little slut.” He spat before one of his hands smacked the exposed part of my ass, making me gasp again before a tremor went through my body.
“What the ” I began in a high pitched voice, feeling beyobd appalled, but he pped my <b>ass </b>again, making the words die in my throat as my legs shook while my eyes fluttered for a moment. As I shuddered hard, I had to bite back a moan as hisrge hand squeezed the fat there, then I forced myself to step away from him at the same time. When I faced him again, I was certain my face waspletely flushed while my chest heaved with my inhales and exhales.
“Y–you can’t just do that-” I was still speaking when he arched a brow at me before stepping closer.
“I can’t what?” He drawled just as I took a step away, then I schooled my expression into a stern one while also pointing at him.
“Spank me! You- you can’t do that! Just because you’re my boss doesn’t mean you can. That’s very improper.” I was still breathing hard as I spoke, and I could still feel his hands on my ass cheeks moments ago.
“I can do what I want, Addison.” He finally stated in a calm voice, meanwhile I was stillpletely shaken up, which made me bristle as I red at him.
“No, you can’t! That’s improper and I also have a boyfriend. You have to keep your hands off me no matter what, cause what happened between us was now in the past. This is the present now and we’re just boss and employee<i>.” </i>I was breathing hard when I stopped speaking, and Zane had a bored expression which filled me with the urge to p his ridiculously handsome face right now. His hair was slicked back, giving him this edgy bad boy look that’s insanely hot and impossible to resist! Was this because his former assistant had to work in front of every day? While also seeing him shirtless and being made to put his shirt on for him? No wonder the poor girl fell in love with him…
Zane finally sighed before nodding.
“Alright.”
I had a feeling it wasn’t alright and that we also weren’t done with this conversation, especially after his next words.
“We’ll finish this discussion after my rounds tonight.”
Zane wasn’t racing on a bike today. He was racing in a freaking spotless Audi. It was sick looking, silver in color and just overall dreamy. Large cameras were set up, and some cars were set up with cameras, those were the ones who’d follow the <b>race </b>in order to record everything while also projecting it on therge screen
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hanging in the middle of therge, parked room filled with so many people. I never knew there were this many people interested in racing, I never even knew it wasn’t something this big a deal before. It seems like a lot of people were cing bets as well. Wasn’t that illegal? But most were betting on Zane to win. Weirdly, that made me proud on the inside.
I was standing in the upper rings, and I guess this was a part meant for just workers or people who’re really close acquainted with the racers. A few people were standing beside me as well, and it seemed like they knew each other. Zane didn’t bring me here himself, after he went off with his manager, one of the girls who helped him get ready asked me to wait here till he returned. This part of the crowd was arge space, with a balcony right over the best part of the crowd so we’d be able to watch the race the best from up here.
“Are you Zane’s toy for the night?” One of the girls asked me just as the rest of the people standing beside her nced over at me. I squirmed underneath their gazes, feeling ufortable right now. They’re dressed in simr ways as I am, theirs even more daring. So why did Zane have a problem over how I am dressed tonight? When he was the one who asked me to wear something short!!!
I held my head high as I responded. “I’m actually his new assistant. The name’s Addison and it’s nice to meet you.” I breathed out and they all blinked at me slowly.
“New assistant? Did Zane ever have an assistant?” The guy standing in the middle of the small gathering blurted and my brows furrowed as I blinked at him.
One of the girls stepped forward at that moment, a gorgeous smile on her face as she offered me her hand. “Hi gorgeous, I’m Cat, and it’s nice to meet you. I’m one of thepany’s stylists, we all are,” she waved at the rest of the people as she spoke and they all waved at me. I returned the wave, still ferrling awkward as <b>I </b>returned my gaze to the screen where it looked like the race was about to begin.
“So, you and Zane, huh?” This cat girl perched herself right beside me and she wagged her eyebrows as she spoke. She was a beautiful girl with pale skin and luscious looking red hair. She still had the warm smile on which was almost tricking me into assuming she was a good person without even getting to know her first.
“Oh no, we’re just co–workers…. starting tonight at least. Zane and I aren’t like that.” I mumbled but when she still kept wagging her brows at me, I huffed out augh. “Seriously! I even have a boyfriend.”
That seemed to convince her because her eyes widened for a moment before she nodded.
“Alright, that’s cool.”
I nodded as I kept staring at her. “I guess we’ll be seeing a lot of each other moving forward, right?” I asked and sheughed softly.
“I guess so, if you’re really here to stay, that is. Cause Zane doesn’t bring a woman over here to a game twice. He doesn’t even bring anyone up here anyway.” She revealed and my brows furrowed as I dwelled on what she just said.
“Oh,”
He has never brought anyone up here? Even his past assistants?
“I’m really here to stay, at least that’s what I hope for if I don’t get fired quickly.” I sighed out while facing the crowd again just as a loud cry went through the air. I quickly realized that was because the race was about to start, and my eyes instantly zeroed in on Zane who was being shown in slow motion on therge screen, from
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his gloved hands to his intense eyes which made loud hoots fill the air. A wave of excitement slithered through me just as I felt my blood start to pump up from the thrill hanging in the air right now.
“I hope you’re right cause you sound really sweet, and you feel like you’d be <i>a </i>greatpany.” Cat said beside me but I didn’t respond because I was too busy screaming along with the crowd as soon as the race officially kickstarted.