Elliot....
As I stepped out of the elevator into the reception area, my eyes instinctively scanned the room, and there she was.
Victoria stood with that confident poise she always carried. Dressed in a fitted silk blouse and high-waisted pencil skirt, she looked every bit the flawless beauty people expected her to be. Her long, raven-black hair cascaded down her back in waves, and the crimson lipstick she wore pulled every pair of male eyes in the room toward her.
I noticed the way my staff looked at her. Some tried to be subtle, others just stared, probably wondering why the CEO hadn’t married the goddess in front of them.
I didn’t care.
The moment she saw me, her glossy red lips curved into a slow smile. She walked up with a sway in her hips, her perfume hitting before her voice.
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