Three months of grueling overtime by the entire company—about to go down the drain.
I couldn't let that happen. Desperate, I called in every favor I had. Half a month without sleep. Every night drinking with executives, schmoozing, apologizing, destroying my liver until I managed to salvage the deal and minimize the losses.
When Jade brought Max back, there was no apology. She simply processed his paperwork and made him a permanent employee.
The staff was furious but silent. They looked at me with pity.
My fists clenched until my knuckles cracked. The next day, explicit photos of Max from his past life as a male escort mysteriously appeared in every employee's inbox.
Max didn't show up for work.
That night, my bedroom door slammed open.
Jade stormed in, face twisted in fury. Before I could speak, her hand connected hard with my cheek.
*Slap!*
Her long, manicured nails grazed my nose. Disgust burned in her eyes.
"Andrew Mason, you make me sick. How low can you sink?" Her scream echoed off the walls. "Do you know Max is an orphan? He has no family in this city! He was forced into that life!"