Chapter 97

Madison

The walk to the conference room felt like a mile. Each step reminded me of my naked state beneath my skirt. The clicking of my heels against the marble floor matched my thundering heartbeat.

We entered the conference room, where board members and executives sat waiting. Their eyes followed us as Alexander strode to his place at the head of the table.

I slid into my seat, hyper-aware of the fabric of my skirt against my bare skin. The cool leather of the chair made me suppress a small gasp. Alexander’s eyes flickered to me, a ghost of a smirk playing on his lips.

Brad, our head of sales, started his presentation. Numbers and graphs flashed across the screen as he detailed our performance across different sectors. I focused on taking notes, determined to maintain my professional composure despite the constant reminder of my missing underwear.

“Our hotel division saw a 15% increase in revenue,” Brad continued, clicking through his slides. “T