“She’s a big girl. I think she’ll be more than fine with me. Won’t you, Parker?” I nod, not wanting to get in the middle of whatever is going on between the two of them. I think they’re fighting over who has control over me, and Samuel is winning.

My vagina is being terrible again and finding this hot. Samuel putting my father in check and making some kind of claim over me should piss me off. No one should have a claim over me, but all it’s doing is turning me on. I want Samuel to give me more of his orders because it’s oddly freeing.

“How about we do lunch, sweetheart?” My dad asks it as a question, but I know it’s not one.

“No, we’re working through lunch,” Samuel once again responds before I can. “I’ll be ordering in for us.”

“Then I guess I’ll speak to you later,” my dad mutters. I can tell he’s torn between being happy Samuel has taken me under his wing and hating that he’s not the one in control of me.

“Bye, Dad.” I give him a wave before he heads back out the door, and Samuel closes it behind him.

“He’s controlling,” Samuel says, making his way back over to me. He folds his arms over his chest, still looking irritated. “You didn’t want this internship, did you?” I shake my head no. “Don’t do that with me, Parker. I want you to say what you’re thinking and feeling. A simple head shake isn’t enough for me. Not with you.”

“I didn’t want the internship.” Saying it out loud feels nice. “I hate numbers. I hate all of it, but what choice do I have? He pays my tuition and everything else. I tried to get a job once, and he shut that down.” Anger starts to take over Samuel’s expression, but he quickly masks it.

“What would you do if you weren’t under your father’s control?”

“I don’t know. Write?” I blurt out. “I love to read, but I’m not sure I could actually write, though.”

“What do you read?” I duck my head, feeling shy again. I’ve never been open about what I read, and I hide my books in the sleeves of others so no one knows what I’m ever reading. Samuel’s finger goes to my chin, gently forcing me to lift my head.

“Tell me,” he orders.

“Romance.”

A slow, sexy smile spreads across his face. “Perfect.” He drops his hand, making his way over to his desk. He pulls a laptop out and brings it back over to me. “Your assignment today is to write a chapter.”

“Really? Aren’t I supposed to be working on stuff here?”

“I’m the boss, aren’t I?” he asks, and I nod, then he shoots me a stern look.

“Yes,” I answer.

“Good girl.” He sets the laptop down next to me. “I want half a chapter done before lunch. Then maybe you’ll nap.”

“Nap?”

“I’m guessing from the makeup you used to hide the black circles under your eyes that you didn’t sleep much last night.”

“I was anxious,” I admit.

“Which was my fault. As long as you follow my orders, it’s my job to take care of you. Do we have an understanding?”

I start to nod but catch myself. “We have an understanding.”

“Good girl.” Warmth blooms through my belly and chest.

This is all a little too good to be true, but for now, I’m taking it.

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