does. It hurts like hell and my butt is still sore." Ryan was putting his trousers back on. "You'll learn, pumpkin. You might not like it hard now, but you'll be begging for it in a month." I stuck my tongue out at him. "Like hell I will." He shook his head, grinning. "You will." *** When I finally managed to escape their claws and walked out of the office, my colleagues looked at me in a strange way. They went hush and didn't say a thing—I wasn't sure if they kept quiet because today was my first day here, or because they all knew that I just fucked two of their bosses. Yeah, they definitely knew what happened. I lowered my head, finding the floor more interesting than usual as I made my way to my desk. I sat down and began trying to continue where I left off with Riley's schedule. I couldn't concentrate one bit. How could I concentrate? I stood out like a sore thumb amongst judging, unfamiliar colleagues and had to manage an unstable and uncertain relationship with my bosses. How did my life come to this? Before that horrible one night stand, my life sucked, but it sucked in a normal way. Now I had to deal with this mess, despite the amazing sex making up for it. Could I never have a proper nine-to-five job ever again? I banged my head on my desk—softly, so that nobody would hear my frustration. I pinched the bridge of my nose and counted as I breathed, trying to calm myself down. And why was it that even with all this trouble, confusion, and social problems, I felt happier than I ever had in my whole life? A call from the CEO's office woke me up from my moment of self-questioning. "Hello?" I couldn't tell if it was Riley or Ryan without seeing them in person—they sounded too similar. "Meet us at the lobby after work. We'll pick you up." "Aren't I following Tyrone back to my place?" "No, you're not. You're following us back to our place." "What? Who decided that?" "Us. Boss's orders. Don't try to run away or we'll have to reconsider your bonus." "Oh, you have to use monetary sanctions now? Very smooth." Come to think of it, what was I getting paid to put up with all this crap? "It's only because you're being so hard to deal with. Remember, meet us downstairs and don't be late." "Yes, boss." I chuckled and ended the call while shaking my head to myself. Helena walked past me, staring at me like I was mad. I silenced my laughter and dragged a tired palm down my face. Furrowing my brows, I tried to focus my attention on Riley's schedule. I wasn't here to whore myself out to the twins. I actually had to work. I shifted my glance to the front door of the CEO's office. The twins were still inside. I couldn't help but smile. Perhaps I really was mad.