(Aria POV)
I didn’t realize when I drifted to sleep after our intense f*cking session. He was cleaning me up with a wet cloth one second, and in the next second, I was enjoying a deep slumber. I opened my eyes, and there he was, behind his desk in a fresh suit, acting as though we hadn't shared a passionate s*x session only a short time earlier. I checked the time and almost jumped out of the couch.
“Good evening, Angel,” he said, giving me a full-blown smile, and then his gaze moved towards my legs. I looked at the spot where he was staring, and my face turned red. The shirt moved up, and I was bare to his intense gaze. I quickly stood up and straightened the shirt. A playful smirk appeared on his face.
“It is past office time. You should have woken me up,” I put my hands on my hips,
