Clara's pov
He was dressed and gone in a flash, I could not so much as utter a single protest.
I tried to reach out tried to hold him but it was no use he was gone before I could and left me with my hand hanging mid air. I drew it back to myself with shame clouding my face and then found my way back to the desk sitting down trying to regain myself.
Why should I care why I made him rush out like that?
In the end he was my boss and I was just his maid. it was none of my business what had made him leave in such a manner, it was not my place to ask for explanations.
No…my job was to just be his personal Omega maid and nothing else.
This sudden attraction that had overtaken us, perhaps it was just a one-time thing and we have gotten it out of our system.
I feel fine now…like a th
