Page 53 of Embriagado

He shrugged, playing with that damn knife. “How’s that my problem?”

“You’re the one who drugged me,” I shouted, my words echoing around us.

“Did I?” He tapped his lips. “Because if I recall correctly, you took that pill willingly. In fact—” Putting the knife in his pocket, he pulled out his phone and typed in it before showing me something. A video. “—I have proof of that.”

My brows narrowed because what the hell? There on his phone was a video playing of the two of us dancing in the club, zooming in on the part where he showed me the pill a moment before I kissed him, clearly taking it from him.

Smiling, Ariyan then looked back at his screen. “I also have a video of you drinking like a pig. Wanna see?”

My chest tightened, coldness spreading through me. “W-what?”

“You sound so scared all of a sudden. Could it be because you broke your parole?” His eyes locked on to me. “Yeah, that’s probably it. Isn’t it?”

This asshole… did he just threaten me?

My pulse quickened, muscles going rigid, but mostly, why was he doing this? I’d never met him before starting to work here, so why was he so keen on ruining my fucking life?

Averting my eyes from him, I clenched my fists. “Why are you doing this?”

“I already told you⁠—”

“I can’t remember!” I shouted, looking up. “Just tell me again.”

“Mhmm… no.”

My jaw went slack. “Why not?”

“I don’t want to.” He pouted.

A second away from having a stroke, I stepped toward him. “The fuck you mean?”

Sitting on his desk, he leaned back on one hand. “You see, I really hate repeating myself. And while I do understand your incredibly small brain is only capable of retaining so much information, I still don’t intend to bend my rules for you.”

Did he just call me stupid again?

“But—” He jumped back down and strolled toward me. “—I will give you time to remember. That sounds fair enough, doesn’t it?” he asked while waving his phone in front of me.

This bastard…

Not about to back down, I reached for the phone and snapped it from his hand. Before he could try and take it back by stabbing me or something, I tossed it on the floor and stepped on it, ruining any evidence it held. Done, I glanced back at him, satisfied. But Ariyan’s blank face made me drop the smile.

“Well, that was pointless,” he said, checking his nails.

“Huh?”

“You honestly think I don’t have backups?”

My jaw twitched. “You son of a⁠—”

“Hey now.” Placing his finger on my lips, he moved closer, basically pressing against me. “Let’s not bring our mothers into it, shall we?”

I hated that my body still reacted to his scent, enough to make my insides coil, even more so when I remembered how hot his hand felt on my cock last night. A shudder ran through me, and I stifled a groan.

What the hell is wrong with me?

Something flickered in his eyes before he finally moved back and picked up his broken phone from the floor. “This is going to be taken out of your paycheck, by the way.”

I huffed. “You’re insane if you think I’m gonna still work for you after this.”