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The things she does with those slender legs, how she twists and turns, it’s unbelievable.

You truly never really know what people are capable of until you have coitus with them.

This is true for Carissa.

For most of the other girls I have been with, I can tell they’re basically all predictable and rarely half as smart as Carissa.

But Carissa, she is an angel by the day and the Devil by night.

I can’t even think of her without thinking of that night when fate forced our paths to meet.

I remember how she stood on that stage, singing off key, clearly drunk.

I had only peeked to see who had such a terrible voice, and there was really nothing fascinating about her.

She was the type you would barely look at twice.

But somewhere inside me, I had a strong urge to get up on that stage with her.

Not because I’m a saint or savior.

In fact, totally far from it.

A wicked smile curves my lips.

Chapter nine

CARISSA

I walk into the office with a sinking feeling in my stomach.

It’s another Monday morning, and I can’t shake off the anxiety that has become all too familiar.

My boss, Jayden, has a reputation for being excessively demanding and relentless in the efficiency of my tasks.

I should be used to it now, but for some reason, I can’t seem to get there.

Maybe it’s more than just the fact that he’s bossy. Maybe it’s because his presence makes me weak to my knees and extremely uneasy.

As I settle into my desk, I can't help but glance nervously at the pile of documents awaiting my attention.

The weekend has become such a distant memory, as I had spent most of it preparing for this week’s projects, knowing that Jayden will expect nothing but perfection.

It’s more of a surprise that he let me rest this weekend. I didn’t have to do any work from home, but I did try to do some so that I could lighten the weight of this week’s tasks.

They just keep growing by the minute.

The thought of Jayden’s expressionless but handsome face sends shivers down my spine. I’ve yet to witness him berating his staff except for one time when Pamela forgot to email a client.

His face was calm, but his words were hurtful. That left a lasting impression on me.

I know how diligent I am and that I handle my tasks with ease, but Jayden has a way of making me doubt my abilities and at the same time envision myself naked again, this time on his king-sized bed.

I find myself enchanted by his confident posture and perfectly chiseled jawline. The subtle hint of biceps peeking out from beneath his rolled-up sleeves only adds an element of intrigue to his persona.

In my mind, I have painted scenarios of chance reunions and casual conversations which end with a wet kiss and steamy sex, if I didn’t end up working for him after our first night together.

Even now, I think about sneaking around the office with him in a boss-assistant scandal.

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