AYLA
Anyone could deal with an annoying man.
But an annoying attractive boss was a pain in the ass.
And my new boss was annoyingly attractive and fucking obnoxious.
I wasn't sure what was going on between us was still a contract.
He looked at me like he hated me but didn't let any man come close to me.
And last night, I'd slept dreaming about the small contact his fingers had made on my ass when we stepped out of the elevator.
I should be angry that he crossed the ten meters apart rule but I wasn't.
The fucking butterflies in my lower body didn't even try to help the situation.
Carrying files, and organizing meetings that brought me in close contact with men who ruled this world did nothing to stop the attraction growing for my boss.
I was barely surviving the brushing hands sparks that made my fingers twitch insanely.
Now I had to deal with the heated sexual tension in my blood and his body heat.
Call all of these the uncultured-virgin-lust and I wouldn't mind.
