HIS STRIPPER, HIS WIFE novel Chapter 75

Chapter 75

Chapter 75

Bianca

Adrian’s fingers were warm under my chin, tilting my face up until I had no choice but to meet his eyes. This close I could see every small detail I usually missed, the faint stubble along his jaw and way his eyes weren’t just brown but had Becksof gold in them when the light hit right.

“Good morning,” I said again, softer this time, dropping the sir

“Better His mouth curved, just slightly, and his hand slid from my chin down to my waist, pulling me tighter agent bin until there was no space left between us at all. I missed you. It’s been what, three hours?”

“Someone could walk in.” I said, though even as I said it, I wasn’t pulling away from him. My hands had somehow found their way to his shoulders.

“The door is locked,” he said simply. “And the blinds are closed Nobody is walking in here, Bianca

I opened my mouth to argue, though I wasn’t even sure what I was going to say, when his thumb brushed slowly arrows my bottom lip, and every single word I had planned just disappeared from my head entirely

Three hours and you’re already like this?” I raised an eyebrow, even though my heart was doing something ridiculous in my

chest.

“You left before I woke up properly,” he said, his voice dropping low. “I don’t like the fact that I woke up and you were gone

“I had to check on my sister.” I tried to keep my tone light, tried not to let him see how much that thing he said made me feel. “And Amanda was already outside my house panicking”

“So Amanda knows now.” It didn’t sound like a question. He already knew, the way he seemed to know most things before 1 even told him.

“She guessed. I couldn’t lie to her face, not with marks all over my neck. I gestured toward my collarbone, where the scarf had slipped slightly, and his eyes followed my hand, something satisfied moved across his face like he was proud of the evidence he left behind.

“Good,” he said simply. “I don’t mind people knowing”

“I mind,” I said, though there wasn’t much bite in it. I still work here Sir. People talk

“Let them.” He shrugged, one hand moving up my back slowly, tracing the line of my spine through the thin fabric of my blouse. “I own the building they’re gossiping in.

I laughed, shaking my head at how easily he said things like that. That’s not how respect works.”

“No,” he agreed, “but it’s how power works, and right now, the only power I care about is convincing you to stop calling me sir when we’re alone.”

“It slipped out,” I said. “Habit”

“Break the habit. His hand found the back of my neck, fingers threading gently into my hair, and he pulled me down just enough that our foreheads touched. For a second neither of us said anything, just breathing and the quiet hum of the office.

We have a board meeting today. I reminded him, mostly to remind myself, because sitting on his lap like this with his hands moving the way they were made it very hard to remember I had actual work to do “At ten”

Tim aware, he said, not moving an inch, his mouth brushing against my jaw now, slow and deliberate “Plenty of ume before

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“Or you are going to be the reason I miss this meeting.” he murmured against my skin, and I let out a small, breathless laugh.

“You called this meeting mandatory for department heads. If you miss it, that would be very embarrassing for you, sir.” I said, putting extra weight on the last word just to feel him react.

He pulled back slightly to look at me, one eyebrow raised, that familiar amused glint back in his eyes. “Careful.”

“Or what?” I asked, feeling bold now, the earlier nervousness melting into something warmer, something that made me feel like I could tease him right back for once instead of always being the flustered one.

“Or I will show you exactly what happens when you call me sir in that tone.” he said, his voice dropping even lower, and I felt my whole body respond to that in a way that made it very hard to remember I was supposed to be the one doing the teasing.

“Adrian.” I pulled back slightly, trying to sound firm, though it came out more breathless than I intended. “I have your files to prepare. Real work and not this.”

“This is more important.” His eyes had that stubborn look now.

“Everything is more important to you when it involves me not working.” I said, though I made no real effort to get off his lap, and he clearly noticed, because his smile widened.

“You say that like it’s a bad thing.”

“It is a bad thing. I need this job. Adrian. I can’t keep getting distracted every time you walk through that door.”

He studied me for a moment, something shifting behind his eyes, softer now, less playful. “Is that what you think this is? A distraction?”

“I don’t know what to call it.” I admitted, because it was true. Whatever this was between us, it is growing so far past anything I understood at the start, past the club, past the money, past everything told myself it would only ever be.

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“It’s a lot, Adrian…” His thumb brushed slowly along my cheek, and for a moment the teasing was completely gone from his face. “Nobody is going to touch you. Not while I’m still sitting where I’m sitting.”

“That’s exactly the problem,” I said quietly. “Everyone already thinks you favor me by bringing me into your office, now imagine what they’ll say if they ever find out how much.”

He didn’t answer right away. Instead he leaned in and kissed me, slow and unhurried, like we had all the time in the world and none of what I just said mattered at all. I let myself sink into it for a moment, because it was easier than arguing or pulling away.

When he finally pulled back, his forehead rested against mine again. “Let them talk,” he murmured. “Let them think whatever they want. None of it changes what I want.”

My chest tightened at that, in a way that had nothing to do with fear this time. “You can’t just say things like that in the middle of a work morning, Adrian. It’s not fair.”

“Why not?”

“Because I have a job to do and you’re making it very hard to think straight.”

He laughed and finally, eased back enough to let me stand. I smoothed down my dress, trying to catch my breath, trying to remember what exactly I had been doing before he walked in and turned my whole morning upside down.

“The files. I said, mostly to myself, moving back toward my chair, my hands not quite steady yet.

I saw the subject line, Adrian said behind me, his tone shifting now, all business, the playful heat from a moment ago folding itself away like it had never been there. “The board meeting.”

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“Mandatory attendance.” I said, glancing over my shoulder at him. “For all department heads. It sounded urgent.”

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