HUGO’S POV
I can’t take my eyes off the woman in front of me right now. She looks absolutely stunning today, and I have no idea if Aguire’s son, known as The Gray Hound, has feelings for her.
“Don’t you have work today? Why are you here drinking?” I asked Joyce, who was surprised when I spoke.
“Uhm, I asked permission from Miss Esther. I have a day off tomorrow, but since I asked for today, I’ll work tomorrow to make up for the time I took,” she said, so I nodded.
I didn’t say anything more but didn’t take my eyes off her. I leaned back in my chair, secretly took off one of my shoes, and ran my foot along Joyce’s smooth leg. I saw her surprise, but I just looked at her seriously. She closed her legs, but I persistently tried to part them, maintaining eye contact. She suddenly stood
