Chapter 13 Mr Asshole

• Ace’s voice booms through the office, rattling the walls like some kind of divine decree. If arrogance had a sound, it would be this.
• Mr. Stone immediately releases me, but I don’t let go. Oh no. Instead, I cling to him like a damsel in distress—delicate, helpless, and absolutely full of shit.
• My fingers graze the fabric of his expensive suit as I subtly press against him, my body molding to his in just the right way.