Isabella Voss closed the door to her private office with more force than necessary. The morning had already been stressful, and now this. She turned to face her secretary, who stood holding the revised contract.
“Sophia, this is unacceptable,” Isabella said sharply. “You missed an entire clause in the merger documents. I expect better from you. This level of distraction is not acceptable right now.”
Sophia set the papers on the desk. Her cheeks were flushed, but her eyes held a determined spark. “I’m sorry, Isabella. My mind has been elsewhere since last night. I can’t stop thinking about you. About the way you tasted. The sounds you made.”
Isabella crossed her arms. “We agreed it was one time only. Fix the contract and get back to work. I have meetings all day.”
She stepped toward the
