Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste
Chapter 96

Ashley's pov

It wasn't my first time staring at the massive building. Gregory's Publishing Company. But every tim It was intimidating and the boss was even more especially on

a moody day. So being able to work from home was a blessing to not be in his presence more th: able to work away from the office. Gregory Smith was a stuck up, two piec

"Ashley Reed!?” A very excited and chirpy voice yells. My eyes fall to the petite brunette rushing t were no match for mine, higher than the Eiffel Tower, okay I was being dramatic.

I forced a smile. “Georgia, how nice to see you here. I thought you said you'd quit?” I asked leaving salary.” ;

No doubt he would, you were spreading your legs for him. Everyone knew Gregory and Georgia h: though the forty year old man was supposedly married. I send her a wink walking into the buildin: off like I normally

did. Instead I changed the subject. “Has Mr. Smith arrived yet?” I still strided over to the elevator. “Ye The way her tone turned sour I knew she was not pleased.

Dammit and I thought I was early.

I pressed the button of the elevator and entered. Turning around to face her, I sent her a wink “See you later Georgia, hopefully not on one of the staff's dick like the last time.” I watched with sat the elevator. “You got this,

just give him the manuscript and leave.” I whispered to myself. The elevator dings and opens, 1 1/4

looking wood. There were at the very least fifiteen colleagues of mine seated inside their cubicles, ty, Clutching the straps of the bag, I sucked in a sharp breath then stride out of the elevator. “Oh hey 2 It's disappointing to see that he works his ass off only to not get a promotion. Instead the promoti went to Georgia who didn't care for authors but only the money they could potentially draw in. “Hey Peter.” I waved. 1

“The devil is here.” He mouthed. He was referring to Gregory Smith, our boss. I let out a silent la I walked past him. “Hey Ashley.” Another colleague of mine greeted. Her pearly whites are on dis I smiled at her."Hey

Nora.” I waved and continued to Mr. Smith’s office. This went on a bit until I finally faced the do I stopped and sucked in a breath, my now clammy hands grasping the bag strap for dear life. I could the glass doors. Perched

on his leather chair, elbows on desk while his hand tapped a pen on his graying head. He was a sligt plump man with too many anger issues under his belt.

He presses a button on the desk and his voice floats through the entire area. “You do know that I I cringe inwardly. No doubt my colleagues heard him. Pressing my lips together I finally had the cor "Good morning Mr. Smith.” I greeted him politely, walking towards his desk so slowly as if I was w. the computer before him. "What's good about the morning?” He asks bluntly, sighs then leans back “Knowing that you're alive?” It was more like a question than an

answer. His dark brown eyes glared at me fiercely. “You're late.” I looked at the clock beside him. It late but not that late.

"Sir, I'm sorry. Look I've finished the manuscript, printed it out and brought it to you.” I rushed out, a “Mrs. Reed?” He asked.

I lift my head from the bag, pulling out the folder. “Yes sir?” Was he going to fire me?

His dark eyes scan my figure and I swallow the disgust I felt. My skin crawled and I wanted to run ou 1 froze. My mind went blank because I never thought about it. There were only ten fortunate edito Mrs. Reed.” He chuckles then stands up Involuntarily I took a step back then two when he strides I hand it to him quickly. He shakes his head and opens the folder. I watch with nerves as his eyes s “I chose you

because you always get the work done on time, professional and know your place. So don’t

be late again or else.” He grumbles, turns around and walks back to his seat where he plops down With his head bent down,

staring at the papers he opens his mouth to speak without sparing me another glance. “You may I grit my teeth, clenched my fist and turned around. “Yes sir.” I gritted out.

“I expect you to take on Demiah13's works. She will be your new assigned

author.” He blurts out without an ounce of emotion. 3 I froze, clenching my eyes shut. “Sir with all du even though I knew

the asshat had his head down. “I'm looking forward to working with her.” Those were my last depar “This is not up for discussion.” I mocked Gregory in the most cringiest mannish voice. I got out of the Asshole didn't care that I already had a ton of work and to top it off I had to make my husband fall ir he had to give me extra which I was sure was punishment for dropping the damn manuscript a bit “Blake?” I called out, knocking on the door then opened it softly when I heard him call me in. Blake was standing in front of the bed, back facing me as looked down.

I looked at where he was staring and I felt my face heat up. How could I have forgotten that h They gleamed with mirth and something else. Something that made my lower regions clench.