128. Make me yours.

128.

David's POV.

As Claire and I leave the elevator, I feel the tension becoming palpable. I can't find it in me to respond to whatever greeting my employees send my way.

Claire's heels make uncomfortable sounds as it hits the floor.

My posture rigid, I swing the door to my office open and walk inside.

I hear Claire slam the door shut behind her.

Before I can reach behind my desk, she rushes to me, holding my arm.

In that moment of surprise, I turn around only for Claire to smash her lips on mine.

Her teeth cling strongly to mine. It's all I can do not to barf.

The fuck is she doing? I wonder to myself while gripping the back of her hair and pushing her off of me.

In disgust, my hand swipes over my lips, wiping the trails of her kisses.

I pant, doing everything I can to hold back my rage and sheer eagerness to lash out at her.

"Claire, need I remind you what boundaries are?" I say so calmly. She might think that's how I am on the inside but no, I'm nothing but calm.

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