I exchanged perplexed glances between my ice-cold boss and the more perplexed woman in a skimpy dress.
I cleared my throat. "Y-yes, sir."
He moved aside, giving me a way to go back inside his suite.
"I'll see you later, Amber," he said, leaving the woman in shock as he closed the door in her face.
I heard her voice calling out his name and knocking on his door, yet he completely ignored it and swirled around to face me, instead.
Puzzled by what just happened. I opened my mouth. "How may I assist you, Mr. Evans?"
He stared down at me blankly. I kept myself from fidgeting because of his unnerving presence, but his shirt was still partially undone, exposing his bare chest. That is the reason why I'm questioning my own sanity right now. This isn't right.
Ignoring my question, he strode
