“Caught you, little swindler? Strip off—you’re about to be punished,” I whisper, pressing the girl against the wall.
Actually, I don’t sleep with subordinates. But this upstart will become an exception.
“Let me go, Matvey Romanovich,” she desperately resists.
“It’s a mistake!”
“You’ll pay for every million I’m losing because of you, Valeria!”
“I didn’t hand the project over to the competitors!”
I didn’t believe her. I brought her to my place and forced her to comply.
And the next morning, instead of the woman with a tight bun and bright makeup, I saw a girl with an angelic face and light curls in my bed. And, it seems, I fell in love.
Maybe she really has nothing to do with it?
What should I do after what I did to her at night?
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