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"Yes, Mr. Bykov." She paused for several seconds, then nodded heavily.

She must know what she'd done wrong.

"Why didn't you tell me you work for me?" I braced one hand on the bed, leaning close to her face. "You know I hate being lied to."

It's the first rule in the employee handbook.

"I was afraid you'd cancel the deal." Riley looked up, eyes sincere. "Because I know people who anger you don't end well. And..."

"And you really need the money. For your sister's treatment." I stood, dropped the robe, and pulled on a shirt.

I wouldn't have ended the deal, but her fear made sense. I usually don't fuck my own employees.

"How did you know? You investigated me?" Her eyes fixed on me, flash of surprise.

"If I want to know something, I know it," I told her. "How much of the auction money actually reaches you? Probably a drop in the bucket."

She laughed bitterly. "What else could I do?"

"Ever think about it? After surgery, there's follow-up treatment. Hospital stays. Nursing care. That's not pocket change either."

"I don't dare think about it." She looked down, voice sad.

Silence spread through the air. I pushed away the strange ache in my chest.

"I can give you an opportunity."

She immediately looked up.

"I can pay every bill for your sister's treatment." I continued. "Surgery, nursing, follow-up care, hospital stays—you won't worry about anything."

"Really?" Her voice shook with excitement.

I don't do charity. With me, it's always an equal exchange. She'd understand that.

"Of course. But for the next two months, everything about you belongs to me."

Chapter Five

Riley

Did those words really come out of Matvey Bykov's mouth? Was I dreaming?

"I accept." I took several deep breaths before I could speak normally.

His hand paused mid-button, sharp gaze pinning me down.

Oh! Shit! I should've pretended to think it over first. Too eager. But did I really have any other choice?

"I don't have a choice." I met his eyes, then slowly dropped my gaze to his chest.

His shirt still hung open, exposing that strong, solid build. Honestly, I still couldn't wrap my head around the fact that last night he'd actually lifted me up completely, held me against his chest while I came. Someone my size... lifted and fucked like that.

So humiliating! Just thinking about it made my face burn.

After a moment of silence, he turned away and spoke into his phone.

"No rush getting back to your place today." He glanced back, shirt now buttoned. "Someone will bring you clothes. Rest here a day or two, then come to the office."