Chapter 162
Nolan
I'm walking into work when some staff look at me funny. I don't mind and head to my office.
I look at my computer screen. Usually I'm able to get into the zone with my beloved numbers, but today I can't. I feel a little... uncomfortable. Not sore, but uncomfortable.
Ciel laughed at me and said I'll get used to it.
Used to it?
Just his fingers have me squirming in my seat. What more when—
"Mr. Harlow?"
I get snapped out of my thoughts.
Time for work. I smile at the woman who walks in. For the next twenty minutes we talk work—project updates, timeline adjustments, a minor issue with the northern warehouse that I'll need to look into.
When she's done, she doesn't leave.
She shifts on her feet. Clears her throat. Looks anywhere but at me.
"Do you have a lover, Mr. Harlow?" she asks.
I look at her, alarmed.
"No, no, it's not like that." She waves her hands frantically. "I have an alpha. It's just..."
She trails off, embarrassed.
