The Anti-Heroes Collection: Three Steamy Enemies-to-Lovers Romances by Huntington Parker S. & Shen L.J. & Harrison Ava

Author:Huntington, Parker S. & Shen, L.J. & Harrison, Ava
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-11-07T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

We all know duty better than we discharge it.

JOHN RANDOLPH

ARIANA DE LUCA

I smoothed out my hair and clothes before I stepped out of the basement, then passed Dana on the way to the restroom.

Her lips tilted upward as she watched me from her perch at the edge of the bar, a pen in her right hand and a complaint form in the other.

She’d lied.

Graham had a complete handle on things, and I’d only been retrieving the ice because we didn’t have a big crowd at this hour.

What a cow.

In the restroom, I fixed my hair and makeup, washed my cheek where Bastian had swiped my wetness onto, cursed the breeze from my lack of panties, and headed back out.

Graham nodded to me as I passed him. I dipped down the stairs, my back aching with each step, and took in the empty cellar.

Nothing.

The buckets of ice had been emptied and sat stacked on the rack to the side.

I bounded the steps and ducked to the back of the bar. Dana passed, her smirk from earlier gone and a scowl lining her perfect features. I lifted the lid to the ice freezer.

Full.

What? Did Bastian…?

No, he wouldn’t.

Graham passed me and tapped my shoulder. “You’re welcome.”

“Oh.” Of course, it was Graham. I squeezed his hand and smiled. “Thank you.”

“No problem.”

A throat cleared, and we both turned to face Bastian.

“Whiskey. Neat.” He looked so irate for someone who’d just come in my mouth and watched me swallow it.

I turned to Graham. “I’ve got this.”

He nodded and headed to his end of the bar, where he pretended to be busy.

I kept my voice low as I spoke. “It’s not even five.”

“I don’t actually want the drink. I just want him gone.”

My eyes widened for a fraction, and I took in his face, wondering how in the world we got here.

“Why?”

Bastian couldn’t actually be jealous.

He didn’t seem capable.

He adjusted his cufflinks, not bothering to give me his full attention. “Because you’re here to work, not fornicate with employees. Unless it’s me.”

“Are you trying to piss me off?” I leaned across the bar. “It’s not working. I find your jealousy… entertaining.”

“It’s not jealousy. It’s fact. You come here to serve drinks, not fuck every employee you see.”

“Is the hypocrisy lost on you?” I raised my chin and glared at him. “You nearly fucked me.”

Gosh, when had I ever been this crass?

He looked too entertained by the irritation trailing the length of my spine, and his eyes flicked to my lips before returning to my face.

“I’m not an employee. I’m your boss, and if you cared about your job, you’d start acting less like an interrogator and more like an employee.”

Interrogator.

He couldn’t know my intentions, but the word still thrummed my pulse. Enough to make me back off.

A little.

I cocked my head to the side and eyed him. “What’s got you so worked up?”

“Blue balls,” he said as if he hadn’t just come in my mouth. No way was he ready for another round already. His eyes dipped to my chest, drawing heavy breaths from me.

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