#Chapter 38 Renee

Renee I was lucky that HR could squeeze me in to fill out paperwork that day, so when I came in later in the week for my first day, everything would be ready for me. I gave my notice to my clerk job, and celebrated my little victory with champagne and the most tender steak I had ever had, cooked to perfection by Arielle's private chef in the comfort of her penthouse. "Do you just want to live up here?" She asked over the rim of her glass. "I don't mind." I bit my lip. "I… No, it's fine. I just…" "There's room for you here," Arielle said. "And if you decide that you indeed want your own space… maybe to drag your daddy alpha or that brooding prince into bed, you have it." My face flushed. "I could not— you don't sleep with people you're not married to." She threw her head back and laughed. "You have so much to learn. I am going to enjoy corrupting you." She beamed. "I'm also going to enjoy grinding Philip's balls beneath my heels." It still amazed me how quickly she co