~YURIEL
"So why did you want to see me?" I asked as I sat lazily on her office sofa.
She smirked seductively at me. "Allow me to pour you a drink first. I like to be a good host to my employees."
She was wearing palazzo pants and a tight white shirt that was halfway open, showing off most of her large bosoms. Her red curls fell freely down her shoulders and her lips made it too obvious what she was up to.
"Go ahead, Dean Rayes," I muttered.
"Calanthé is fine when we're alone," she muttered and the line suddenly sounded too familiar.
It was exactly as I had instructed Nyxoria to use my first name without hesitation.
She walked over to me with a bottle of wine, then she deliberately bent over to pour some in my glass, giving me a full view of her breasts.
Did she even have a br
