Debra had no choice; there was nothing else in the room to wear. With a reluctant sigh, she slipped into the dress. As she opened the bathroom door, Drake''s gaze flickered over.


    The ck dress clung to her body, entuating her every curve. The intricatecework caressed her skin, making her hourss waist impossible to overlook.


    Drake''s eyes roamed over her, and he swallowed.


    Sensing the intensity of his stare, Debra sulked, "What kind of clothes did you prepare for me?"


    Drake looked away and replied coolly, "Your work uniform."


    "Work uniform?" Debra nced down at the dress. "You expect me to work like this?"


    "Got a problem with that?"


    "Isn''t it a bit too revealing?"


    Though Debra didn''t mind wearing mature clothing, this dress was far too provocative.


    Drake stepped closer, his tone cold and firm. "Your only value to me is your pretty face and that perfect body. You''re here to attract clients, nothing more. Tonight is just a trial run. If you think you can''t handle it, just say so." "I can handle it," Debra shot back. "Wearing a revealing dress to seduce men? That''s easy."


    Without warning, Drake''s arm snaked around her waist, pulling her closer. Debra instinctively tried to push him away, but he held his ground. "You''re going to be a dealer, not a hooker."


    "Well, there''s not much difference," Debra retorted, ncing down at her skimpy outfit. "If this dress were any shorter, it would look like lingerie."


    Drake stumbled over his words, momentarily lost. From his vantage point, he had a clear view of the deep neckline and the swell of her chest. The sight sent an ufortable heat through his body.


    Releasing her, he said, "Work is


    work. If you don''t dress like this, how will they be willing to spend their


    money?" ,


    "Whatever you say, boss. I''ll get used to it," Debra said, turning to leave.


    Drake frowned. "Wait."


    She turned back with a raised brow. "Anything else, boss?"


    "Where do you think you''re going?"


    "To bed. I''m starting tomorrow, right? I figured I''d need my rest."


    "There''s no rush. You don''t work during the day."


    "No daytime work?"


    "The casino operates only at night. Adjust


    work Our schedule. You''ll be


    working through the night,


    swnol


    night."


    "Got it. At least tell me where I''ll be working."This text is property of N?/velD/rama.Org.


    "Kale will take you there tomorrow."


    every


    Her expression faltered as she knew how rigid Kale was. He only listened to Drake''smands. Trying to extract secrets under his nose was nearly impossible.


    "What''s wrong? Getting cold feet?"


    "I''m not scared. I just don''t want him to take me."