Page 11 of The Breeding Cave

CHAPTER ELEVEN

YEOSIN

Breathing heavily, I lay belly-first on the desk in the empty office and stared at the blank wall to my right. What was wrong with me?! It was my first day at my new job, and this beast had almost ruined it.

No, I had almost ruined it.

I had slipped into the office with him, and I had let him take me. I could’ve stopped it.

“I need the money in cash,” I said, gathering up enough courage. “Just a bit of it.”

I squeezed my eyes closed and nervously waited for a response. When the beast didn’t say anything, I peered behind myself and noticed that he was nowhere to be found. My eyes widened, and I stood up.

Maybe he is hiding in the shadows.

“Hello?” I called.

Nothing. Damn it!

“Of course,” I muttered under my breath.

He’d had to leave right after he dumped his load inside me. No aftercare or anything—not that I actually expected it from a man. Alvin hadn’t done it. Why would I expect a beast to?

But I did need that money.

After sighing softly, I readjusted my clothes so I wouldn’t look like I had just fucked a wild animal at my new job and gathered my belongings. I hoped to a god that I didn’t believe in that they didn’t have cameras in this room.

Or else I’d be fucked. And this time, not literally.

Once I smoothed out my top, I grabbed the door handle and took a deep breath. I would need to pay him a visit at The Breeding Cave tonight, and instead of letting him entice me, I would stand my ground and demand my money.

If I didn’t, the Dragon Clan would kill me. Or worse … kill my family.

When I finally pushed the door open, it slammed into someone.

“Sorry!” I shouted, leaping out from the room and spotting Luciano.

Oh my God! He is here to scold me. He found out what I did and probably has been looking for an excuse to fire me since this morning in the elevator. And this will be a goddamn perfect reason!

“Ms. Cho, what were you doing in there?” he asked.

“Oh!” I exclaimed, a bead of sweat forming on the back of my neck. “I just … got lost!”

“Lost?” Luciano repeated, his eyes a bit softer than usual. “In here?”

“Yeah, um …” I gulped and looked around. “This place is so big.”

“Your cheeks are all red,” he noted, as if he didn’t believe my excuse.

“Sometimes, they get like that”—my mouth dried—“when I’m nervous.”

He stepped closer, his dress shoes on the tiles echoing through the spacious foyer and his voice dropping. “Do I make you nervous, Yeosin?”

Heat raced to my core, just like it had this morning on the elevator when he spoke my name. I teetered from foot to foot and played with the end of my sleeve. Between him and that beast, I didn’t know what I was feeling with who anymore.

His eyes darkened, and I pressed my thighs together discreetly so he wouldn’t notice, like he had earlier. My nipples tightened, and I wanted to tug on them, but I had to restrain myself or else … I would really get fired.

Luciano cocked his head to the side. “Hmm?”

Stay professional, Yeosin!

I giggled nervously and placed a hand over my chest. “Aren’t all bosses intimidating?”

After shoving his hands into his suit pockets, he stopped. “What makes me intimidating?”

Oh, I don’t know, Luciano … maybe it’s that you’re grumpy all the time, my new boss, or one of the most attractive men I’ve met. Just to name a few!

“Um, you know?—”

Luciano chuckled. “Attractive, huh?”

It took me a second to register what he had said, but when I did, my eyes shot open. “Oh my God! I-I didn’t just say that out loud, did I?!”

I swore that I hadn’t said that aloud to him. I wouldn’t have. I couldn’t have! Not on my first day of work at his company.

“I didn’t mean that,” I said. “I mean, you are attractive, but I’m not … I mean …” My heart thudded so loudly that I could hear it in my ears. I waved my arms all over. “It’s been a long day. I haven’t had my afternoon tea. I don’t know what I’m saying! I need to?—”

Before I could twirl around and run back home, crawl underneath my bedsheets, and scream into my pillow for actually saying that to my boss, he grabbed my wrist. A jolt shot up my arm. He felt so … familiar.

“Haven’t had your afternoon tea? Let’s get some and … talk .”

Talk … or scold?!

“No, no …” I stepped out of the building. “Really, it’s okay. I?—”

My gaze landed on the Dragon Clan’s car parked on the corner of the street, and I tensed.

What the hell are they doing here?! How did they find out that I was working here now? It was my first day! Were they even here for me?

Luciano stepped to the side and followed my gaze to the car. I inched behind him so his bigger body would cover up my smaller one and shield me completely from the driver, who had definitely spotted me in the rearview mirror.

“Who are they?” Luciano asked.

“That tea doesn’t sound so bad,” I said, twirling around in the direction of Pink Ivory and heading down the sidewalk before he could ask any more questions. I glanced nervously behind me to see the car peeling off the curb.

Fuck. I can’t go home now.

After his pause, Luciano caught up to me, looking calm, collected, and as grumpy as ever. But maybe he wasn’t as grumpy as I thought he was. He had asked me to grab coffee after my first day at work. Maybe his grumpy face was a … resting bitch face.

Luciano with an RBF!

When I bit back a giggle to get my mind off the Dragon Clan, some of the beast’s cum dribbled out of my pussy. The wetness covered my thighs, and I clenched in an attempt to keep it plugged inside me. How embarrassing would it be if Luciano spotted it running down my legs?!

From my right, I listened to a feral sound—almost a growl—escape Luciano’s throat. I pressed my lips together to stay quiet and practically ran to Pink Ivory when I spotted it. I would grab some tea with him and leave, give him an excuse that I had a date tonight or something.

I needed to wipe this cum out of my pussy before anyone noticed.

Once I ordered and— unwillingly —let him pay for my drink, I rocked back on my heels at the pickup section. Luciano stood inches from me, his scent drifting through my nose and making me hot all over.

Damn cologne.

“Alana, your tea,” a worker said from the counter.

I grabbed the cup and took a sip, my gaze drifting toward the window. I spotted Alvin, my douchebag ex, parked on the curb. My eyes widened, and I tightened my grip on my piping hot tea.

“Thank you for the tea,” I said, heart pounding hard in my chest. “But I have to go.”

“So soon?”

“Yes …” I glanced over my shoulder at Alvin stepping out of his car. Fuck! “I have a date.”

“A date?” he repeated harshly.

When I looked over at him, his jaw was clenched hard. I squirmed underneath his strong gaze and glanced toward the windows, shuffling my feet against the black and white tiles. Forget what I had said about his RBF earlier. He was as grumpy as ever.

I still can’t believe I called him attractive—and to his face too!

What the hell has gotten into me lately? First, it was me accepting that invitation to be fucked in a random cave by a billionaire beast man. Next, I switched jobs and let that same beast have me in one of the offices. Then I called my new boss attractive and went out to tea with him.

Alvin, that scrawny blond bastard, shut the driver’s door of the hundred-thousand-dollar car that he had used our money on and put his phone to his ear. I gritted my teeth and tightened my grip on the cup, some hot tea spilling over the edge.

If I stayed here any longer, I feared that I’d march right out of here and throw my hot tea in his face, burn that handsome man, and make him cry. And while that was exactly what I wanted to do, I was with Luciano, it was my first day, and I already was on his bad side.

“I have to go,” I said to Luciano, heading toward the second entrance. “See you tomorrow … maybe.”

Because if I went home now, then I would definitely see the Dragon Clan. And maybe, this time, they wouldn’t let me live another day.