Gambling Love

Chapter 2

As soon as I heard his voice I knew I was in trouble. I slowly got off of this stupid man. He looked so startled . Serves him right. Thinks he can talk to me any kind of way. But then I saw Rayan. He looked extremely angry. Oh goodness. I have had this job for 5 years. I know just about everyone that walks through that door and bring the most money to Rayan. He isn't gonna fire me, but I probably wont have any where to sleep tonight.

"Follow me" he said.

We walked to his office and he closed the door. As soon as he locked it, he slapped me hard. I wouldn't take that from anybody so I punched him. Then everything escalated from there. We began fighting like we hated each other. Hair pulling, scratching, slapping, punching, you name it. I was even missing some Brazilian tracks. Then we simultaneously stopped and looked into each other's eyes.
He was about to lean in when he said, "Don't ever pull some shit like that again. I do not need the police here."
"Yeah okay." I replied.

I expected something else. Like yelling and things breaking, but there was nothing. I was a little confused. Usually when his employees do something bad all hell breaks loose. People on Mars could probably hear the horrid screaming in that office. Most of the customers were use it by now so it didn't phase them.

" Take the rest of the day off Miss Mayweather. Trying to break my jaw and stuff. Cool down. I will see you later." he told me. I just stared at Rayan. He just bit his lip and walked out. He was catching feelings. I had been messing around with him too. It was nothing serious. He wasn't getting anything from his wife so i offered. I should have stopped when i found out he was getting a divorce. Oh goodness.

Just when i was about to leave he came back. "Oh yeah" he said " When I get home I want you there laying on my bed."

Lord give me strength.