DAY ONE 2
~MAYA POV~
I glare at the back of his head before walking over to the cabinet. I grab the handle of the bottom drawer and realize I have to squat down to open it.
My tight skirt immediately rides up my thighs, exposing skin. I reach inside, flipping through thick folders.
Wait a minute.
He put this file here on purpose. The bottom drawer. He wanted me to—"I don't see it," I say.
"Keep looking." His voice comes from behind me.
My face burns. I keep searching, forced to stay bent over for two full minutes while he watches. When I finally find the tab labeled Volkov, I stand up fast, smoothing my skirt down with trembling hands.
He isn't even pretending to work anymore. He's leaning back in his chair, staring directly at my legs. The hunger in his eyes is completely unrest
