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king it was just another hungry customer. Sliding my pencil behind my ear, I grabbed a menu and forced
for someone. His all-black outfit, which consisted of a black shirt, black leather jacket, and
t can I
smile never reached his eyes. "N
showed my first name. How th
ed behind my ear. He tilted his head but didn't answer. Instead, he pu
th a certain Rios Alcaraz. A slow, uneasy chill ran down my spine. "I'm sorry, but I
He pocketed the phone and sat back. "You should thi
dn't like the w
gaze at me. "A package will arrive at your apartment la
y pulse skipping in my w
he replied with a shrug. "We'
my stomach upon hearing h
e my schedule," I said, forc
eady been
" I replied, curling my fingers into
that way, Miss Mo
the bell above the door ringing in his wake. I stood frozen, stari
and decided to shift my focus to my job. It's go
noon. Unlike most days, when I would stop at the libra
ll felt like someone was watching me the whole time. Now, walking toward my apartment building, the feeling hadn't left. I
ing. I then decided to dial my agent. "Hey, Ash
ually, you've been g
d walkin
ing. Your client pulled some strings
ed around my phone
es," Ashley cut me o
he was
gh to change my schedule before. This was
aiting for me. My heartbeat quickened. The man's words replayed in my head. "A package
ly. Surprisingly, it wasn't heavy. I nudged open my door with my hip and set the box on my sm
blinked when I saw wh
ss but stunning. I could not help but run my fingers through the thin straps and the subtle neckline. And when I saw the pair of strappy nude-colore
ist. The audacity. The arrogance! This man-a complete stranger-was t
ing. Then, he sent his goon-or whoever the hell that was-to my workplace. Now, he sent me these clothes like I was a doll to be dressed u
ikTok mini vlogs. But first, a shower. My muscles ached from hours
arp beneath the dim bathroom light. I made a face and reached behind me, unclasping my bra and letting it drop carelessly onto t
I wasn't delicate like the other girls but I was gorgeous. With a sigh, I twisted the shower handle, stepping under the cool stream as water cascaded down my bare skin.
he was? I tried to shake the thought, but his name lingered. I imagined our first encounter; the way he moved, the way he spoke, the way he laug
open. What the
rinse away the ridiculous thought. Rios Alcaraz might be used to
ngering heat in my chest away. It took me a few more minutes before slipping into my m
long to be in
lights. And there, with his stinking face, my landlord sneered. My breath hitch
y, and hands resting on his knees. "
before stepping into the shower. A cold shiver crawled down my spine as I realized what
amused chuckle came out of his parched mouth. "Of co
aking as I focused on getting out of the apartment. Do
give him the chance to corne
I just need
ding exasperated. "I could make arrangements
n my stomach. "Nope. No
He could never scare me this way. But I had bar
very st
ways smelled like stale beer. "What do
roaming over me. "Y
d in my throa
ppeared. "And
o barely flinched. Instead, h
! Hel
o help you, missy
Several heads peeked from the windows of the
ut just as we reached my doorstep
he wom
Alcaraz stood at the bottom of the stairs, watching us.