Chapter Eighty-Nine

She left the president’s office feeling slimy, especially with the way Katie looked at her as she passed the woman’s desk. It was as if his receptionist knew what had happened inside the office, as well as what would happen later. Valerie shuddered at the thought of what would happen later. How on earth had she allowed Damien to get her into this? She should have simply kept her mouth shut and waited for Holbert to approach her with her absence. Now, she was stuck allowing herself to be punished by the man, and who knew what perverted form that would take?

She needed to call Damien and let him know she would be late getting home, and that it was his fault. She rushed into her office, not even noticing that Dean’s desk was empty until she saw him sitting behind hers, his feet propped up on her desk, crossed at the ankles.

He smirked when he saw her. “And here I thought you would try to avoid me again this morning. Your ass must have remembered the repercussions of hiding from me.”

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