Changing the Rules [Club Libertine 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) Read Online Free Page B

react to her having sex with two men.
    She needed a sign.
    And then the phone rang. Of course it was a religious telemarketer asking her if she loved Jesus. She hung up and got out of bed. She was pleasantly sore. She saw the nipple rings sitting on the nightstand along with the two crumpled ties.
    Making her decision, she packed quickly. She didn’t have much. She just took her clothes, cosmetics, and some books. Then, before she left, she turned the note over and wrote, I’m sorry. I love you both, but I can’t do this. Please don’t come after me. M
    And then she walked out, expecting never to see them again.

Chapter Four
     
    Present day
     
    The cabby pulled up in front of a hug steel-and-glass structure, with the Whelan Corporation logo at the top. She went through the revolving door and approached the security desk. She gave her name, and clearly she was expected. She didn’t even have to mention who she had come to see. An assistant of some sort came haring out of a back room to personally escort her up to see the big boss. She tried to make conversation, but the young man was too nervous to speak without stammering. Clearly, it was his first time to see the big boss, and he wasn’t going to say or do anything to give offense.
    He ushered her to a private elevator then zoomed up to the penthouse floor. When she exited, it was clear that these were private quarters and not offices. She turned to the young man to thank him, but he’d already pressed the down button, and from the look on his face, he was counting the seconds until he could get out of there.
    She took a moment to compose herself and to look around. The place was magnificent, a mixture of old and new. The lines were clean and modern, but the materials were older and warm, lots of wood rather than cold metal and glass. Above each window was a stained glass insert in the design of a daisy, her favourite flower. The floors were thick dark planks, just like she’d admired all those years ago. Could it mean something?
    Slowly she made her way down the hall to the doorway indicated and stopped outside. Her heart was thumping. Had Mac changed? Would Sean be there? Would they think she changed? She smoothed down her skirt. She was wearing her highest professional-looking heels that gave her an extra four inches of height. She’d lost a few pounds and added some muscle, but it was long and lean due to her running and yoga. But unfortunately, she didn’t lose any at the bust line, and her thinner figure just served to call attention to her breasts, so she dressed to minimize them, wearing some seriously ugly bras.
    Her hair was still long. She could never bear to cut it. But it was tucked up in a very professional chignon. She was as ready as she’d ever be. She raised a hand and knocked. There was an automatic lock on the door like one normally saw in offices. Once she knocked, the light changed from red to green, and the door swung silently open.
    Reluctantly, she stepped through. It closed behind her. Automatic? No. She looked around and saw Sean close and change the status back to red. She was effectively locked in.
    She tried to catch his eye, but he pointedly refused to look at her, instead gesturing for her to take a seat in front of the large desk at the end of the office. It was a beautiful piece of furniture. Indeed, the whole office was amazing, with a big picture window looking out on the water. Sean leaned against a credenza, clearly waiting. He looked good. His hair was shorter and a shade darker, and he seemed a bit more muscular than before. He was dressed in jeans and a polo shirt with the company logo on it, a stylized W in yellow on a green background. The Whelan logo was distinct and almost as well known as Apple or IBM. It wasn’t quite in those leagues yet, but all the analysts said it was just a matter of time due to the foresight of its visionary founder.
    The office was huge, with a big desk dominating one end of the room. It had