Chapter 5

Riley’s POV

“I did it on purpose this time and I fucking loved every second of typing that garbage just to watch him lose his cool.”

I hit submit on the worst essay I could come up with at three in the morning, my fingers flying across the keys while my pussy stayed slick the whole time thinking about how he would react.

My clit kept throbbing as I wrote complete nonsense on purpose, knowing it would earn me exactly what I wanted even if I told myself I hated him for it.

When the email summons popped up the next afternoon for an emergency meeting smack in...