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JT knows it

The world knows it

We just ensure no es hands for the expectation of sex, and we avert any trouble with the law This was soal team analyze before we even put the venture capital to use in building the business No as JT about to sink millions into an enterprise that could collapse with criminal indictments

The phone on my desk chimes and my secretary's voice co lady here to see you She doesn't have an appointment"

"What's she want?" I ask as I pull up the beta chat screen and type a test rammers

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"It's a Baby," Linda says quietly, her voice full of grandar Babies just Baby "I think you need to meet with her"

Christ I don't need this shit again I hear it in Linda's voice I know exactly why there's a Baby here and I don't even need to talk to her to know that I'll be paying a very angry visit to JT soon

"Send her in," I say as I log out of the beta program and stand up from my desk

The door towo While all of our Sugar Babies are eighteen or older, this girl looks like she could pass for fifteen, which is another thing that JT looks for in his acquisitions

I step forward, hold out my hand "I'm Beckett North, but everyone just calls me Beck"

Her eyes are frightened and I can see the hint of a bruise at the base of her throat My stomach recoils as I accept her hand It's soft, delicate, and weak in rip She's subservient, just the way JT likes them

"Jenny Warlick," she says softly My eyes cut past the girl to Linda, who gives me a sad smile, backs out of my office, and closes the door

I release her hand and wave to the couch My office is so large it affords ample space for my U-shaped work desk that holds four computerarea that boasts a couch and two sumptuous chairs A liquor bar is built into one wall, but I don't offer her a drink other than water or soda She declines

Jenny takes a seat on the couch and I sit in one of the chairs opposite with a low coffee table in between us

"So tell et settled in

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I' Ihallway that separates our corner offices and practically bark at his secretary when I reach her desk "Is he in?"

"Yes, but he doesn't want to be dist--"

I ignore her, throw open JT's office door so hard it bangs against the interior wall like a thunderclap I find hi a line of coke

"Fucking typical," I growl as I slam the door closed behind me, which probably only ensures his secretary now has her ear pressed against the door

His head raises up slowly and he takes a deep sniff, his eyes bloodshot and watery

Pupils dilated to pinpricks

"You fucking asshole," I grit out as I stalk up to his desk "You're fucking doing blow in your office now?"

"Relax," he says with a grin, running a finger under his nose to wipe the residue away "It's just a pick-ht"

"With Jenny Warlick," I snarl "She just left my office"

"Who?" he asks du him

"The girl you fucked last night Tied to your bed There's fucking bruises on her neck, you asshole, and she's scared"

JT shrugs and says, "Huh Don't really remember"

"Because you were probably high," I shoot back

"Probably," he says with carefree aplomb "But relaxI'll drop soirls want"

"You cannot give her ers curl into fists and I can feel"And you're lucky she's not crying rape"