Sunshades on. She stepped out of the car, her fair sleek skin glowing under the red bodycon dress she wore. She flaunted her curvy hourglass figure with pride as she walked towards the building.
Swaying her long black wavy hair, her black platform heels hit the floor elegantly and the men in black suits couldn't help but stare speechlessly as she stopped in front of the entrance post.
“Hi, I'm here to see Mrs Samantha Clyde,” she informed, flashing an alluring smile on her red wide lips.
The men stared at each other and she quickly brought out her phone from her black leather purse. As she typed on her phone, one of the men called out to her, “ Ma'am,”
“Yes?” She answered, without looking up.
“You can go in,” the guard responded.
She smiled briefly at the men before walking into the
