HE IS ENGAGED

“Sir, you have a meeting in five minutes,” a feminine voice called from outside. Her voice followed by a series of knocks that broke whatever was fueling between us, leaving only an embarrassed tension. He finally took his eyes away from me to stare at the door, his expression blazing with anger as if he was annoyed at the disturbance. “Think about what I said—but remember I won’t wait forever. And once you are mine, you are just mine. I don’t share,” he snarled the last statement, sending a chill of danger down my spine, but it was not like my body was ever going to obey me. “Leave,” he said, finally dismissing me as I hurried out of his office. My mouth swollen from his brutal thrust, with my cheeks inflamed red from shame and an edged climax—my hair laid in disarray on my head, along with my unkempt clothes. I came face to face with Tina, who stood outside his door as she watched me with my head down leaving the office. “Why did you take so long, Leah?” Her question halted