AMBER'S POV
I blinked back tears as I rode up the elevator to Matilda's office. I didn't want Simoun's driver taking me there. I didn't want to taint anything that was his-anything that reminded me of him-with something so cheap.
It hurt to ride up that elevator. It hurt to know that I'd be so easily tossed at another client. And I knew exactly what was about to happen. She would give me the rundown that always happened after a job was done, then she would specify a certain time frame for me to rest and "recuperate" before I'd be called back in for another job.
Another man.
Another "good time."
I walked into her office and was hit by a massive cloud of smoke. Cats ran everywhere, and the stench of urine was foul. I hated it. I already hated being back in real life. I didn't want to be
