LACY'S POV
I lifted my chin, forcing myself to meet his eyes even though my heart pounded painfully in my chest.
“Do you want the c**k or not?” he asked flatly.
My throat tightened.
“I… I need the money, Mr. Alturo, please,” I whispered. My voice trembled as I dropped to my knees in front of his desk. My hands folded together tightly as if I were praying. “Please lend it to me. I promise I’ll pay it back this time.”
He leaned back in his chair, watching me with a cold expression.
“You know what to do, don’t you?” he muttered.
My stomach twisted.
“I… I can’t do that,” I stammered, shaking my head quickly.
“If you can’t, then get out of my office.” His voice turned sharp as he gestured toward the door before spinning his chair away from me.
Panic surged through my chest.
“I promis
