Jason walked out of Samantha's office with a satisfied expression, the faintest smirk playing on his lips. The past hour's events replayed in his mind—her flushed cheeks, the crack in her usually impenetrable demeanour, and the way her voice trembled when she finally made her decision.
She was in his sights now. She might never be able to make it out.
He adjusted his suit jacket as he strode confidently back to his own office, his thoughts shifting between business and the enticing dynamics of his growing influence. Soon he would have everything in this company. Everything was working out just as he wanted it.
And it had only been almost three weeks. How incredible.
Remembering back to the moment, Samantha returned to her work mode shortly after they'd shared those intimate moments. Yet, before fully composing herself, she had turned to him, her shirt half-buttoned and her blonde bobbed hair slightly tousled.