Virgin for Sale

Chapter 37

When I find it, I lift it up like I found gold.

I glance down to close the drawer, only to come to a stop. A file has my name on it, and it’s inside his desk.

Picking it up, I open the file and stare in shock as I see every single personal detail of my life written down on paper. There’s pictures and other little things, and I’m so fucking terrified.

This is my life right in front of me. Flicking through a couple of pages, I don’t know what to do.

“Hey, we’re waiting for that file. Did you find it?” Chase asks, coming into his office.

“You knew,” I say.

“What?”

“You knew everything.”

He comes up to the desk, and I see his jaw clench. “I needed to get rid of that.”

“Why do you have it?” I don’t know what to do. My hands are shaking.

Chase doesn’t answer right away. He goes to the door and closes it, giving us privacy. I don’t care who knows in this instant. I feel … torn apart.

I told him about so many private things, about Kerry, and he knew already. I recall the first day he took me home, I told him the address, and he already had it.

you.”

think to just

didn’t because you wouldn’t have told me

There’s nothing in here that I’ve not

gave me

“A chance?”

chance. You think I was able to deal the past six months? I didn’t know where to look. I tried everything, and then, when I was about to give up hope of finding you, you step into my damn elevator. Not only that, you don’t even

not a piece

see it.” He stares at me a couple of seconds. “Look back in

“What?”

“Look in the drawer.”

to follow his instruction, but I do and look in to see a velvet box. It looks

it? Pick it

teeth, I want to tell him no, to

pick up the damn box

“Now open it.”

I see the

of meat, a woman I just wanted to fuck, would I buy you an engagement ring and then ask you

proposals go,

want to

want it all, Faye. I want it all with you, and I don’t care how we started. I only care how it ends, and I know that I won’t settle for

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