Gigi’s Point Of View.
I can’t believe it took six months for that b***h Claire to sign the last of her mortgage papers. She has been hanging onto James like a f*****g toddler. He’s with me now. And that is my house now.
I head into James’ office, sitting on his desk in the way he likes. Pulling my short skirt up and opening my legs, baring everything for his display. That asshole, Mr. Henderson, made me do up my shirt, but every time I enter James’ office, I undo it so he can see my cleavage. As if I would have my t**s out for anyone else.
I love James with every ounce of my soul, and I will do anything he asks. Anything.
He looks up from his computer and smiles. One side of his lip curls more than the other.
“There is the p***y that I love,” he says, admiring his view.
You wouldn’t
