I froze in the hallway near the elevator, my heart pounding against my ribs.
The two women continued whispering, completely unaware I was standing just a few feet away.
“I’m telling you,” the first woman said, lowering her voice, “I heard her moaning like a pornstar yesterday afternoon. Mr. Sinclair was f*****g her so hard to the extent that the desk was banging against the wall. Claire had to tell everyone it was ‘construction noise.’”
The second woman laughed softly. “That’s not even the craziest part. Someone saw Marcus Reed leaving his office late last night with his shirt untucked. They say she’s taking both of them. Maybe even more. The new girl is basically the company whore.”
“They say she even smells like s*x every time someone passes beside her. Ewww,” the first woman added.
