NINA’S POV
I don’t just feel used.
I feel shelved. Like an abandoned chew toy.
I sit alone, rigid in the backseat of Cassian’s car, thighs still slick with my c*m. He didn’t say a word when I wobbled out of his office. To him, I’m just another conquest. Another kink ticked off his list.
I don’t even know if I got the damn job, but I know that he will do everything within his power to keep me on a tight leash.
Including knowing where I live.
My heart hammers in my chest and I sit up straight, peeking out the window nervously.
One more turn and we’ll be right in front of my apartment.I can’t have him compromise my safe space.
“This is my stop.” I blurt.
The driver half-glares at me in the rearview mirror.
“Are you sure, ma’am? Boss said to–”
“Here is fine, thanks.” I yank the
