Love's New Bloom by Simone Hastings

Chapter 6 Forced Depravity

“You’re shameless! Why would anyone possibly want to seduce you?” Erin pulled the shirt tightly around her to avoid exposing herself.

Chandler smiled faintly as he walked into the room and shut the door behind him.

“Where is this?”

“My office.”

Erin was shocked to hear this. What was she doing at his workplace? “Wait, this is where you work?” She felt her goosebumps rise all over.

At her disdainful expression, Chandler knew she’d misunderstood. He didn’t want to explain, though. He sat down and smirked at her. “What, can’t I have a proper job?”

The fact that he was looking down at her arrogantly reminded Erin that she was still sitting on the carpet like a fool. She immediately got to her feet and backed away from him. “You have a proper job?” Her curiosity was piqued now. So he was moonlighting?

Chandler rubbed his jaw thoughtfully. After a few seconds, he said, “I’m the president…president’s secretary.”

Erin nodded understandingly. “Oh, okay. Look, we can leave that for some other time. Where are my clothes?”

“At last night’s hotel.”

“What? Why didn’t you bring them here with you? How am I gonna leave this place?” Her face fell.

a rare good mood. He stood up. “I haven’t had breakfast yet, so I can drop you off at the hotel to collect your

you expect me to walk

with that?

You wouldn’t like walking around in nothing but a shirt,

me

of clothing? I can pay

don’t run errands.” He turned her down

and

“Do you think any Tom, Dick, and Harry

other options are there?” Erin was getting

flashed in Chandler’s eyes, but his tone was as calm as

with Erin in his arms. Kyle saw this as

in the elevator, she asked softly, “Are you sure no one saw me?” She currently had Chandler’s suit jacket wrapped around her head and was wearing a pair of his pants.

doubt your

Her bag dangled from her arm as

spot was right outside the elevator. He placed her in the passenger seat. When he drove out

her. At this moment, her phone vibrated. She pulled

saw his

find you. Come and take

he was truly feeling. Her heart jolted, but she merely glanced

and carried her to the suite. Once they were in the room, Erin leaped out of his arms and was about to search for her clothes when he swung her over his shoulder and carried her into the bedroom. Then, he flung her onto the bed and

“I have to collect some payment for driving you here,

payment? I don’t have any money!” Erin was incensed. She hadn’t been in the right state of mind when she’d spent millions on him that night, yet he still had the nerve to ask her

bare skin came into contact with the cool breeze. “I dare you

was nothing more than a male escort—what right did he have to