Clairessa’s POV
"Call me Marco," he urged, his voice harsh as he stood in front of me. "I'm about to sink millions of dollars into your app. What do I get in return for my kind gesture?"
"Sir, the terms of your compensation will be detailed in the contract," I said, trying to keep my voice professional as I took a few steps back. "You can’t be in the restroom with me. Please leave now. Your presence is making me uncomfortable."
He closed the distance and leaned in, his breath hot against my skin, making it crawl with disgust. "I know girls like you. You act innocent at first," he sneered, his hand brushing against my cheek. "But for the right price, you'd open those sweet thighs."
Fury surged through me. "Mr. Marco, I’m not a prostitute, and I couldn’t care less about your money. If yo
