I opened the office door, hearing her heels clicking closely behind me. Once inside, I don't even bother closing the door or telling her to do so.
I have no reason to lock myself in with Rina, nor do I have to receive her. If I'm doing it, it's to put an end to whatever she concocted in her little head thanks to the months we spent hooking up, in which I woke up in her bed.
"Take a seat," I ordered, pointing to the sofa without stopping my steps. "And while you get comfortable... explain to me why on earth you dared to come here without me calling you, Ekaterina."
I sat down and looked at her impassively.
The way she crosses her legs, with that sensuality that characterizes her, is undoubtedly one of her many tricks to provoke me.
I know Ekaterina's game because I have been a part of
