My Sweet Punishment by Amelia Brooks (best book club books of all time .TXT) 📕

Henry

       I was still sitting in the car in front of the house of the furious girl, who a minute ago ran out from me like I was a fire. I admit, I allowed myself a little too much. But the way she was angry at my true words and how eagerly she tried to get out of the car just did not leave me indifferent. She was puffing like a steam engine. A little more and steam would have definitely come out of her pretty ears.

       At first, I just wanted to help her unbutton the belt and tease her a little, yeah. But as soon as I got close to the girl and caught her tempting smell, maybe floral, something clicked in my head. I just felt a strong irresistible desire to get even closer to her and... bit her sweet ear. Did I scare her? Or... the way the girl next to me trembled could hardly be attributed to fear. More like the excitement she’s afraid of. And she shouldn’t…

      Oh, how mad she was afterward. I remembered the girl’s dumbfounded and then angry face. But I definitely wouldn’t give her a second chance to slap me in the face. Let’s just assume that my little harmless bite is payment for that last time in the gazebo.

       I looked down at my noticeably increased fly of the pants. Damn... I turned on like a snotty youngster again. It’s time to release the two weeks accumulated tension. There’s nothing for me here yet. I took one last look at the house and started the engine. But it’s yet…

      I dialed the number of Ann, a beautiful young woman with whom we have only good sex and nothing else. Sometimes we help each other relax. Ann never bothered me with unnecessary romantic feelings, and for this, I respect her deeply.

Mia

      I don’t know how I fell asleep that night. But I did it thinking that the next day I would definitely go to Collins with a letter of resignation.

      What was that yesterday? I was, of course, infuriated when he said that I was too spineless and that I was clearly not suitable for his company. So why the hell did he hire me then? And after what he was doing in the car, I clearly understood that he took me to work not because I am so smart and study at the Institute of Economics. Who would buy that? What were you hoping for, Mia? Fool. What a fool I am.

     I got up and trudged sleepily to the kitchen to make myself a cup of coffee. I saw a missed call from Olivia. I also wanted to tell her last night that Collins is my boss. But now, by a lucky chance, he will soon cease to be one, so there is no point in starting this conversation by searching for the right words. One less problem.

      It’s a pity, of course, the salary there is really good, but not for such… services, that’s for sure. He is… Why I have everything in a half-assed way? I don’t think they’ll take me back to the club, too. Even if they would... No, it is also his club. I’ll find another job, but the main thing is to finish my studies properly.

       I opened the wardrobe and looked at the neatly hanging pantsuit. I chuckled and picked up my favorite jeans and sweatshirt from the rack. I didn’t waste time with my hair, either, so I combed it, and taking the small leather backpack, came out of the apartment.

      I arrived at the company half an hour earlier and immediately trudged to my office. Indeed, I was able to work here for a short time. And that bitch Amanda was right about it. I grinned. It is probably normal for her to tolerate harassment from the boss, but not for me…

      I quickly typed out my resignation letter and checked the time. I think Collins should be here already.

      Cautiously, I opened the door to the waiting room. I shivered at the thought of meeting my boss again. And again, I hesitated. No! That’s it, I’ve decided for sure! I won’t let him wipe his feet on me. My dad always taught me to respect myself.

      In the waiting room, Amanda met me with a mocking look:

      “What is it,” the girl grinned, looking me up and down, “there’s a second-hand sale today?”

      I ignored her verbal attacks and headed for Collins’ office.

     “Mr. Collins said not to disturb him,” the girl said lazily.

      But I also ignored her and knocking three times to indicate my arrival I opened the needed door.

      “Mr. Collins,” an alarmed Amanda followed me, “I told her you were busy, but she didn’t listen to me!” the magpie babbled.

      “Amanda,” said the boss’s stern voice, which made my stomach shake, “close the door on the other side,” and he didn’t even look at her as he continued typing something on his laptop.

      And the girl did not argue with the authorities and hurried away.

      The man looked up from his laptop and finally gave me a glance. His dark blue eyes moved first over my outfit, which he didn’t comment on, and then settled on my face. I tried to stay calm.

     “Well, Ms. Brown, what was so important that you didn’t hesitate to break into my office and distract me from important business,” his voice was dry and demanding, but I still read the mockery in his eyes. ‘Like, surprise me’ and that made me even more mad.