SOPHIA'S POV
I pushed the heavy oak door open and stepped inside. The office was enormous. Floor-to-ceiling windows showed the entire city spread out below like it belonged to the man sitting behind the massive desk. The air felt different in here, thicker and warmer. My heart was already racing from the wait outside and it only beat harder now.
Damien Voss sat there watching me. He did not stand up right away. He just looked. His eyes moved slowly over my body from my face down to my chest where the black dress stretched tight across my heavy t**s then lower to my hips and thighs. I felt every inch of that look like a touch.
“Close the door behind you Sophia,” he said. His voice was deep and calm but it carried across the room without any effort. I turned and pushed the door shut. The
