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From that touch, I literally felt a shiver run down my spine. A man’s hand, large with rough fingers and reddened knuckles, rested on my thigh. He squeezed a little tighter, as if hinting that I should respond, but I sat there like I was paralyzed, staring at my thin, pale legs. My legs. It still seemed unreal, but the rough feeling of his skin said otherwise.
— You gonna stay quiet, Hailey? — he growled in a voice that wouldn’t have scared me a while ago. But now? Now, that voice and the heavy look I caught out of the corner of my eye made me exhale sharply and nervously tense up.
— No... — I muttered, not recognizing myself. That "No" came out so quietly, like a pathetic whisper, as if I hadn’t tried to put any confidence into it. He took his hand away, but it didn’t bring any relief. Only emptiness. What the hell am I doing here? What the hell do I look like?!
Yesterday morning, I was John Matthews, the cocky and confident car dealership manager who thought he could turn the world inside out. I know how that sounds, but I also know that being a complete asshole is awesome, damn it! I always knew how to work clients, mock my colleagues, and, honestly, just enjoyed my impunity, getting whatever I wanted while not giving a damn about anyone else’s feelings. I had it all: money, status, women. But it was never enough. I mean, how could it be, how can you conquer the world without ambition?
It all started when I met her. Lisa. At first glance, just another blonde...