“If you want to lose your job, then try this again.”
Wait, what was going on here? Was my hot boss seriously doing that iconic thing from romance novels?
He let go of Zeke’s arm before turning to me, a smile on his face like he hadn’t just scolded my ex in front of me.
“What should we do to him? Shall I fire him, Sweetheart?” I froze, I didn’t expect him to ask my opinion.
I looked at Zeke, enjoying the pleading look on his face. Was I petty enough to make him lose his job? Yes. Did I want rumours to spread and possibly reach my dad? No. Besides, I didn’t know what Zeke would do to me. The fact that he would have hit me still scared me.
“N-no,” I said, my voice shaky. “J-just leave him be.” I could see the way Zeke’s eyes brightened, and the way Ashton pouted.
“Are you sure?” He ask
