Bossy Mr. Frosty by K Webster

Author:K Webster [Webster, K]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-02-04T18:30:00+00:00

Four

Rylan

Stupid.

I’m so, so stupid.

Yet, my dick thinks I’m brilliant. My eyes are greedy and my heart’s all in. It’s my brain that has reservations.

He’s my boss. Clearly sexually confused. And I’m eager to let him explore this—explore me—even though it’ll end in disaster as things like this always do.

But he held my hand…

I hate how my heart thunders inside my chest just thinking about how he’d grabbed my hand as though it was the most natural thing to do. Adrian Frost is going to decimate me. I can feel it. He’s dragging me back to his lair where he’ll no doubt ravish me to the point I don’t know which way is up, and when he’s had his fill, he’ll drop me like a bad habit. My employment will get dropped after that.

I know this will happen.

I know it.

So why am I so damn eager to do it anyway?

My job is important to me. After a week of being in the fray of the most successful magazine in the city, I’m in love. It has the fast-paced energy my parents’ magazine lacked. I can admit that my parents weren’t adapting to the changing times as they should have, which would have ultimately led to the closure of the magazine eventually. It’s not Adrian’s fault. In truth, by him paying them so well for the magazine, they were able to retire comfortably rather than slowly draining their life savings as their company went down with it. At least with the way it was handled, they retired with dignity.

I’m a bit melancholy as Adrian quietly navigates through traffic. No music. No talking. Yet, the air is still comfortable. I don’t have the urge to fill it with words. Instead, I sneak peeks at the handsome and highly successful man. He’s always so serious and never smiles. I wonder what it would look like shining on me like the sun. A craving begins throbbing through me, eager to see it pointed my way.

“They say we’re expecting nine inches tonight,” Adrian says absently.

It’s on the tip of my tongue to joke about nine inches, but it’d probably go over his head anyway. I stare at the heavy snow falling, marveling over its beauty, when he pulls up to an old building. Frowning, I try to imagine the fancy Mr. Frost living in such a place.

“This your building?” I ask, glancing over at him.

“It is. Were you expecting something different?” His expression is unreadable. “It’s been home for quite some time and I like it here.”

“No, I mean, yes,” I blurt out and then huff. “I don’t know. You’re more than meets the eye. I honestly don’t know what to expect with you.”

His body relaxes. “Careful when you get out. It’s icy.”

Warmth shoots through me at his concerned words. That is, until he arrives at my door to open it for me, sending frigid air in to assault me. I groan against the cold, shivering as I get out and wait for him to hand me my backpack.

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