Chapter 31

Miss Rosé headed upstairs. She knocked gently on Damian's door and waited before she came in. Like Adam, she had witnessed some of Damian's office sexcapades. She was one herself. She heard a gruff 'come in' and she proceeded to enter. Damian was at his desk. His eyes were fixed on his laptop. He didn't need to look up to know who it was.

"Miss Rosé."

"Mr. Richards"

"Been a while since I saw you." Damian looked up at her and closed his laptop.

Miss Rosé's voice became light and foxy and her stare was seductive.

"And I wonder whose fault that is?"

Damian felt his blood pressure rise. He beckoned on her to come and she walked sexily up to him.

She sat astride him and looked into his deep green eyes.

"And congratulations on the event. You danced wonderfully and made an amazing presentation."

He put a finger to her chin and pulled her face close.

"Don't talk about the dancing. It was just necessary frivolity. Now, shut up," he