Mr. Montaro reached out and tilted her chin using his point finger, and looked at Aloida with that kind of look that any woman would turn to jelly.
Aloida could not find a word to retort at her boss. His gaze and his finger under her chin made it difficult for her to think properly. She could vividly remember that kind of look that Alexus before, used at her when he wanted to make love to her. Remembering about Alexus, she immediately flinched and removed his finger from her chin.
“Sir, it is not advisable for you to be too close to your staff, even if she is your Executive Assistant,” she said, almost faltering. She avoided his gaze as his eyes continued to linger on her face.
“You seemed afraid to be close to me, Ms. Jeansen,” he stated in a judgmental manner. He was not asking, rathe
