“Business? What business would that be?” she asked, her voice quiet and small.
Already she could feel her shoulders clench up nervously. The way he stroked her face was making her crazy. The physical desire that had fired her all day long had settled down earlier in the evening, but the director’s hand on her cheek changed that fact in seconds, as if something big and troubling and determinedly s****l figuratively smacked her in the face with a forceful slap.
“Oh, I think you probably know all about the business I’m speaking of. Think about it, doll, with access to beautiful women like you, can you imagine that a man like me would have his hirelings couple like minks, but get none of the action for himself?”
Though Violet couldn’t see his face, she could feel the smirk on his lips as he
