Sara sat across from Vladmir, clasping her hands together. A part of her felt slightly relieved that it wasn't Augustine looking for her, just some random man. However, under the intense glare of Vladmir—who seemed like a very strict man—she averted her gaze while he continued to assess her. His presence was domineering, almost suffocating, but at the same time, she couldn't help but be a little impressed. Even at his age, he was strikingly handsome. Definitely giving off serious "daddy" vibes.
Her mind had already begun spinning all sorts of thoughts about him when he suddenly spoke.
"So—you used to be a professional swimmer?" he asked, His words went unnoticed by her clouded brain and only when her boss repeated his words once again to her did she snap out of it.
"Yes, sir," she repli
