Torn: Part Three (An Alpha Billionaire Romance) (The Torn Series Book 3) Read Online Free Page A
Author: Sky Corgan
though, despite the fact that I desperately want to inquire about whether or not he's still pestering her. As long as I still have a job, that's all I should care about.
“Alright. I'll see you in the morning then, Ann. You have a good day,” my tone takes an upward swing. She needs to know that I'm happy to be working for her.
As soon as I hang up my phone, I make a beeline for the computer in the living room. I can't keep counting on hope. If Holden does manage to convince Ann to fire me, then I need to have a backup plan.
I scowl as I wait for the computer to boot up, wondering why Holden was so angry that Ann hired me in the first place. The answer should be obvious though. Guys like him are often control freaks. A successful business man and a Dom. He probably thinks he needs to rule everything around him.
With a sigh, I scroll through job listings. Every application that I submit and resume that I send makes my chest twinge with pain at the thought that I'm somehow betraying Ann.
When I'm done, I shut off the computer and swivel around in my chair to stare at the blank television screen. It's eerily quiet this morning. The boys must have decided to sleep in. Either that or they're both just hanging out upstairs. I haven't heard much noise coming from the top floor, though.
It's going to be another long, boring day, but the thought of staying home isn't as daunting as it was before. Lately, it seems like I've been making some progress with the boys, and while I'm still not happy with my situation having to play parent to them, it's slowly starting to become more bearable. I suppose I'll just spend the day cleaning. To be honest, I haven't done a whole lot around the house since moving back, and it could use some tidying up. I wonder what the odds are of me being able to recruit the boys to help me once they do wake up.
I force myself to my feet and get to work on the kitchen. At the very least, cleaning will help me kill time until tonight. Nothing makes a day drag like sitting on your ass. And there are a whole lot of hours to fill before it's time for me to go to the play party.
***
I leave the house with a smile on my face. The day has gone swimmingly well for me having it off. As soon as Earl and Joe woke up and finished eating breakfast, they jumped in on the chores with me. As a reward, I let them have friends over for the night. Everyone was happy for once.
My mom would probably kill me for doing this, for leaving a fifteen-year-old and an eleven-year-old home alone with a house full of other kids. I want them to have the childhood I didn't though, and I really don't see the harm in it as long as they don't burn the place down.
I'm dressed conservatively in a sleeveless black cocktail dress, not wanting to come off as overly slutty. Going to play parties always makes me nervous when they're being held at someone's home, especially when it's someone I don't know.
I pull up the address on my GPS and daydream about who I might meet as I drive to the location. Usually, these types of play parties have a small turnout, so my options are going to be slim compared to Club Fet. That makes me frown. Stupid Holden Longworth. He ruined everything for me. And over what? Because he doesn't want me working for his mother. What a prick!
I can't think about that now though. I have to be optimistic and hope that I can find a handsome Dom willing to show me a good time. Hot sex would be the cherry on the cake of this day.
The house where the party is at is in a cul-de-sac. There are about half a dozen cars parked in the driveway and lining the street. Nothing impressive. I start to wonder if this was a waste of time. Most of the people who are here will probably be Doms already paired with subs. What will that leave for me?
I find a suitable place to park, then kill the engine and sigh before stepping out of my car and smoothing down the front of my dress. There's a large part of me that doesn't want to even
“Alright. I'll see you in the morning then, Ann. You have a good day,” my tone takes an upward swing. She needs to know that I'm happy to be working for her.
As soon as I hang up my phone, I make a beeline for the computer in the living room. I can't keep counting on hope. If Holden does manage to convince Ann to fire me, then I need to have a backup plan.
I scowl as I wait for the computer to boot up, wondering why Holden was so angry that Ann hired me in the first place. The answer should be obvious though. Guys like him are often control freaks. A successful business man and a Dom. He probably thinks he needs to rule everything around him.
With a sigh, I scroll through job listings. Every application that I submit and resume that I send makes my chest twinge with pain at the thought that I'm somehow betraying Ann.
When I'm done, I shut off the computer and swivel around in my chair to stare at the blank television screen. It's eerily quiet this morning. The boys must have decided to sleep in. Either that or they're both just hanging out upstairs. I haven't heard much noise coming from the top floor, though.
It's going to be another long, boring day, but the thought of staying home isn't as daunting as it was before. Lately, it seems like I've been making some progress with the boys, and while I'm still not happy with my situation having to play parent to them, it's slowly starting to become more bearable. I suppose I'll just spend the day cleaning. To be honest, I haven't done a whole lot around the house since moving back, and it could use some tidying up. I wonder what the odds are of me being able to recruit the boys to help me once they do wake up.
I force myself to my feet and get to work on the kitchen. At the very least, cleaning will help me kill time until tonight. Nothing makes a day drag like sitting on your ass. And there are a whole lot of hours to fill before it's time for me to go to the play party.
***
I leave the house with a smile on my face. The day has gone swimmingly well for me having it off. As soon as Earl and Joe woke up and finished eating breakfast, they jumped in on the chores with me. As a reward, I let them have friends over for the night. Everyone was happy for once.
My mom would probably kill me for doing this, for leaving a fifteen-year-old and an eleven-year-old home alone with a house full of other kids. I want them to have the childhood I didn't though, and I really don't see the harm in it as long as they don't burn the place down.
I'm dressed conservatively in a sleeveless black cocktail dress, not wanting to come off as overly slutty. Going to play parties always makes me nervous when they're being held at someone's home, especially when it's someone I don't know.
I pull up the address on my GPS and daydream about who I might meet as I drive to the location. Usually, these types of play parties have a small turnout, so my options are going to be slim compared to Club Fet. That makes me frown. Stupid Holden Longworth. He ruined everything for me. And over what? Because he doesn't want me working for his mother. What a prick!
I can't think about that now though. I have to be optimistic and hope that I can find a handsome Dom willing to show me a good time. Hot sex would be the cherry on the cake of this day.
The house where the party is at is in a cul-de-sac. There are about half a dozen cars parked in the driveway and lining the street. Nothing impressive. I start to wonder if this was a waste of time. Most of the people who are here will probably be Doms already paired with subs. What will that leave for me?
I find a suitable place to park, then kill the engine and sigh before stepping out of my car and smoothing down the front of my dress. There's a large part of me that doesn't want to even
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