Chapter 14. Unnecessary Raunchy Thoughts

Roman’s POV

“Welcome home, young master,” Antonio greeted me as I handed him my briefcase.

“Thanks. Where is Sofie? Is she ready yet?” I asked, glancing down at my wristwatch.

“Yes, sir. The stylists left not too long ago, sir.”

“Okay.” I nodded before heading quickly up the stairs.

I rubbed my palms together when I reached the door, feeling a strange sort of excitement sizzle within me. It wasn't as if I was excited to see what outfit Sofie was wearing, though. I just wanted to get this meeting over and done with. Yes. That was it. I pushed the door open, inwardly hoping I wouldn't catch her in an awkward situation.

My jaw dropped—literally dropped—the moment I saw her. I looked her up and down, a potent mix of lust and fascination settling deep insid