Stavros's POV
"Who the f**k let you into my office?" I say to the blonde b***h coming through my door.
"You asked me for these files, Alpha." The smell of expensive perfumes clog my nose, but that voice is one I'm familiar with. f**k me, I thought it was Angela.
She slowly sashays her pretty little hips in my direction. Caly leans over my desk in an exaggerated fashion. She's wearing the tiniest black dress I have ever seen, much less than the knee-length skirts she usually wears to my office. Her breasts are pushed up so high I know she's added some extra padding there. Speaking of assets, we need to shut the f*****g door, I wonder how much of her panties can someone see when walking behind her?
Goddess, I hope Colin was the one walking up the stairs behind her. Why the f**k did h
