[ZAYN]
For months, Alexia's advances never seemed to stop. The more I turned her down, the more she became daring everyday. It was becoming difficult to have a simple day without her making a move on me. Until one fateful day, I let my body think instead of my head.
The office lights blinked softly, casting a sterile glow over the workspace. I sat at my desk, buried in reports, trying to ignore the faint scent of Alexia's perfume drifting from the neighboring cubicle. It was the same vanilla musk she wore every day, and it had a way of sneaking into my space, no matter how hard I tried to focus.
"Hey, Zayn," Alexia's voice purred, breaking the silence. I looked up to see her leaning against the partition, a playful smirk dancing on her lips. Her blouse clung to her curves, the top butto
