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Chance

Michael's POV

I'm sat in my office talking to Randy and I'm really worried about seeing Leanne today.

"Bro, just relax. she might not have even noticed"

"Of course she did. Why else would she rush out like that. Maybe I should just cancel"

"She already told you why?" He rolls his eyes. "That was just an excuse. Leanne's 18 why would she be worried about going home by a certain time? It's not like her aunt can ground her or give her a curfew" I shrug. "She can if she's living in her house. The other girls probably have the same curfew and Mary might be her aunt, but she's also a her boss and could fire her or kick her out too"

"I guess, but why would she set them a curfew? The girls are adults" I point out. "Yeah, but they don't just work at the brothel. They live there too remember and she probably locks the doors at a certain time in case people think it's still open or something"

"I supose that makes sense" I mumble. "So your gonna go?"

I'm about to speak when the door opens and Lisa walks in. "May we help you?" Randy says sarcastically. "No, I'm just here to do my job. I am Michael's assistant remember?" She says in the same tone. "For now" he shrugs then turns back to me.

"so are you gonna go?" He asks again "I don't know. I'll talk to you later about it" I shrug not wanting to talk in front of Lisa. "Well I still think you should. I'll meet you for lunch" he says getting up and leaves the room.

"Your eating out for lunch today?" Lisa asks closing the door. "There's quite a few thing's I need you to do today. You may wanna take some notes" I say changing the subject and sit at my desk.

As I'm giving her the list of things to do, I can tell by the look on her face she's getting pissed off "is there a problem?" I ask and "nope" she says in a snippy tone "You did offer to be my assistant for the week. If you didn't wanna do it then..."

"That's not what I'm pissed off about" she cuts me off and I look at her confused. "Last night?" She widens her eyes at me and I realise what she's talking about. "That's not my fault. I didn't tell you to go to the restaurant" I shrug. "But you hinted at it! Why else would you book a table for two while I'm sitting right next to you!?"

"I never asks you to join me and maybe next time you shouldn't eaves drop in people's conversations and you won't get the wrong I idea" I frown. Pissed that she's blaming me for that.

"Michael, why are you wasting your time with some whore that doesn't give a shit about you?" She sighs. "I'm not getting into that with you again" I roll my eyes and get up to leave and she takes my arm stopping me. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that" she says softly "I just don't understand why your wasting your time paying a girl to pretend to like you when you have a woman right here that truly loves you" I'm about to speak and she leans in kissing me softly. "Please stop" I whisper moving away slightly. "I know you still want me" she says suductivly "no... I don't"

"You sure about that?" She smirks rubbing her hand against my crotch and slowly undoes my pants making her way down. "WILL YOU JUST STOP!" I snap pushing her away from me which causes her to lose her balance. "Why are you doing this to me?" I ask adjusting myself and she gets back on her feet. "I've already told you. I just want another chance. I love you and..."

"I DID give you another chance. Over and over again and you always hurt me" I cut her off. "You have know idea how badly you hurt me the last time and..."

"I know and I'm truly sorry for all of that and I promise you if you give me one last chance I can show you just how much I've changed and..."

"I'm not gonna give you a chance to hurt me again" I shake my head. "I won't. I promise. I'll be the perfect wife you always wanted and..."