" She added with a cackle and pressed the elevator.Lyla walked slowly to her desk in front of Clarke's office, she wondered what Jennifer meant. She refilled her bottle and knocked apprehensively.The door opened slowly. Gunner stood aside to let her walk in, her stomach dropped, anger radiated from him. Alexi was sitting on the sofa, he seemed awkward and looked like he wished he could be anywhere else in the world right now. He made no eye contact or even acknowledged that she had entered the room. Clarke sat pale faced behind his desk, strands of hair stuck to his sweaty forehead. She couldn't read anything from Clarkes face, nerves erupted through her body but she forced herself to take a deep breath she still had no clue what this meeting was about. "Gentlemen," she said quietly as she slunk down on to the sofa facing Alexi, Clarke still had not spoken a word. He sat as still as a statue, almost as if he could become invisible by not moving. "Lyla, how good it is to see you. Hey, Sean. Could you go out... Just a minute," and went over to whisper something in his ear.After a moment, he muttered, unconvincingly, "Oh, darn, I forgot something. I've got to run home and get something. "I'll be right back." Sure, take your time. Sue will probably need an half hour to shower, etcetera."What did you want, Ken?" Well, I... Uh..." he stammered, until Sean had shut the door."I just thought you looked so beautiful I wanted to kiss you," and rushed over to the young girl, still sporting an open robe.He grabbed her roughly around the waist and drew her to him tightly. His kiss was strangely urgent, Alice thought, but when she felt his cold belt buckle against her bare flesh, she knew why.She struggled to escape his grasp, but strangely enough she didn't struggle very hard. She was no match for Ken, but she knew that he would obey her orders, if she should choose to give them."Oh, Alice, I love you," he whimpered, gasping for breath. He pulled back to look into her.
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