Damon touched my neckline on my top. I almost laughed when he sneered at me for not wearing anything other than n****e tape. My breasts are not big enough for me to put in that much.
"Damn, baby, can I take you home now?" he whispered to me.
Shit! There seems to be some kind of curse inside my stomach, and I feel like I'm urinating. Nothing has happened yet. I took Damon's intercom direct to Reden.
"Yes, Mr. Puertonillo?"
"Reden,"
"Yes, ma'am?" I laughed when I heard some things falling on his desk.
"Cancel my husband's appointment for today because he won´t be available for the rest of the day. Thank you!" I said before putting down the phone.
And my husband just stared at me as if he couldn't believe what he saw right now. He shakes his head, trying to remove his tie.
I ne
