Keeping Him Loyal
An ambitious woman's mistake leaves her vulnerable to her assistant's demands.
It was late, well after nine, when I finally rose from my desk. Carrying my bag, I stepped into the corridor and found Lucas waiting for me. All the other offices around us were quiet, their doorways dark. "You should have gone home hours ago," I told my assistant. At some point, he'd removed his tie and rolled up his shirtsleeves. While I was bleary-eyed from exhaustion, Lucas looked as alert as he'd been first thing tha...