Benedict’s POV
“Damn it,”I grunt, pulling myself out from Susana's palm.
“What is wrong?” Susana asks.
“The intern girl is peeping at us,” I say, pointing at the door which is slightly open.
“Since when do you care if we are being watched? For all I can remember, this is not the first time an intern has seen us. I remember a time when your secretary once walked in on us having s*x, so what’s the big deal here?” Susana asks, and I am not in the mood to respond to her blabbering.
“You could have just closed the door. Can we please continue?” Susana pleads.
I cannot understand why I am so bothered about Ara watching us. Just like Sussna has pointed it out. It wasn’t supposed to be a big deal. I should have just closed the door, and continued enjoying the h*****b.
But that isn’t the ca
