The elevator ride up to the penthouse was silent.
Alexander stood beside me, one hand casually in his pocket, the other holding the signed contract like a trophy. I could feel the heat radiating off his body. Every time the elevator dinged past a floor, my stomach twisted tighter.
The doors opened directly into a breathtaking penthouse. Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked the entire city, modern dark furniture, expensive art on the walls, and a bedroom I could see from the living room that looked bigger than my entire apartment.
“Welcome home,” Alexander said smoothly, walking ahead of me. “For the next six months, this is where you’ll live… and where I’ll f**k you.”
He turned to face me, his eyes roaming over my body again.
“Strip.”
I blinked. “Right now?”
He raised an eyebrow. “Di
