CAMILE
It had been a week since I started working at ARKA Group, and honestly, I was still waiting for the chaos to hit.
But everything flowed.
My schedule was packed with calls, meetings, and coordinating two men who seemed allergic to slowing down.
But it wasn’t exactly overwhelming. It felt almost natural. Like I slipped into a role I didn’t know I could handle as well as I was.
What shocked me most was Arlo and Kael.
They hadn’t touched me.
Not once.
No pulling me close.
No whispered filthy dirty things into my ear, or promising to f**k me so hard I won’t be able to walk.
No dragging me onto a desk like my body was theirs to take and f*****g me from behind, or against the wall.
Nothing s****l at all.
They treated me like their assistant, professional, sharp, and efficient,
