41. Get rid of her 

41. Get rid of her

Kathrine's POV

He was working on his laptop when I strode in on him.

"What are you doing here?" A muscle at his jaw ticked, his eyes stalled on my face, making my cheeks burn.

"You're supposed to be in your room. Where the fuck is Pamela? What part of my order was not clear to her huh!" I quickly embraced his shoulders with my arms and leaned on his back.

Trailing soft kisses all over his nape and shoulder, I slipped in his lap and straddled his waist like a baby monkey. His lap was quite comfortable and I easily melted into him. My head was suddenly demanding rest and I couldn't find any place better than his shoulder to rest it on.

"Since you refused to see me, I thought I'll come and pay a visit." I said, twining my fingers behind his back.

He growled in my hair but I was lucky that he didn't lose his shit. He let me lean on him like a baby monkey. I felt his chin pressing on my head as he kept his hands under control and on his knees away from my hips.

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