Not like her name

What the hell was his problem? Innocensa asked herself for the hundredth time within the last hour.. The man was smoking hot—like, heart-stopping, jaw-dropping hot. Intelligent too, with those piercing blue eyes that seemed to see right through her. Honestly, he was the perfect package. But why on earth did he have such a massive stick up his a**? Sure, it was a very nice a**, but really, the man needed to loosen up.

She let out a breath she didn't realize she'd been holding as she watched him disappear into the office, his rigid posture and purposeful stride practically screaming "no nonsense allowed." At least now, she could breathe a little easier and get to know her new colleagues without the human fire-breathing dragon shadowing her every move. His overbearing presence had been bad enough, but it was his look that was making her feel like she was on trial that truly grated on her nerves.