Clairessa’s POV
I was deep into my work when a familiar, stern voice pulled me from my thoughts.
“What are you still doing here?”
I nearly lost my balance in my seat from the shock of seeing him in my office. I never expected him to check in on me—twice in one day. Did that mean he was interested in me? It was unlike the CEO to walk into someone’s office more than once, let alone just to check on them.
A soft smile crossed my lips as my eyes shamelessly roamed over his broad, muscular frame. He looked effortlessly handsome in his tailored gray suit pants and crisp white shirt, the top two buttons undone, giving a teasing glimpse of his toned chest. The fabric clung to every inch of his body making it nearly impossible to look away.
“Clairessa? Clairessa?”
I was so lost staring at him
