Her throng

"Aron's point of view,"

"It's nice to see you again, Mr. Finge."

I made it to the conference room in time for the meeting.

With a beguiling smile, my client's secretary welcomed me.

"Of course, it had been a long time since we last met."

I examined her body thoroughly. Her figure is alluring in her form-fitting business suit.

"Mr. Finge, please don't mind. I am in a hurry so my secretary will submit all related documents with our deal."

My client received an emergency call on his phone and gave me an apologetic expression.

"I'll take care of him, Mr. White; there's no problem at all."

Her eyes beamed mischievously at me.

I understand exactly what she wants from me.

"I'll see you later, Mr. Finge."

He picked up his coat and walked out of the conference room.

"Tell me what you would like to have first, Mr. Finge."

She approached me with a seductive tone.

"Excuse me."

I am not in the mood to entertain her desires right now. My only goal is to get my task done quickly so I can go back to the house.

I'm concerned for Sara. She hadn't spoken to me since the previous evening. Her silence is something I could not bear. The fact that she avoided me in the morning irritated me.

How could she do this to me?

Why did she leave me alone in the backyard? I became afraid when I opened my eyes and realized she wasn't there. She behaved rudely toward me, and I would punish her.

"What are your plans for the evening, Mr. Finge?"

She bit her bottom lip to let me know what she wanted.

I didn't feel interested in his secretary at all today, unlike the last time I came here to meet Mr. White, when we ended our meeting in the hotel room by fucking her all night. She's wasting her time trying to seduce me today.

"Miss Clara, please complete the paperwork so we may sign the contract." I was annoyed by her flirtatious remarks.

If I know in advance that I need to deal with his assistant, I will send my assistant to handle the situation.

But since Mr. White is a morally upright businessman, I came here by myself to complete the deal out of respect for him.

"Mr. Finge, you seem changed." She voiced her displeasure upon observing my icy look.

"Not like that. I'm simply a little worn out from the stress at work."

I made an effort to keep my true source of stress from her.

I don't know why I felt so low last night. I've fucked many women in the past, frequently for an entire night, but I have no idea why my concern arose when I fucked her last night.

"If you don't mind, I'll help you unwind." She wrapped her hand around my shoulder once more.

Her touch felt like a snake slithering across my body.

"Will you please send these documents to my office because I have to leave for urgent work?"

I felt suffocated by her touch today.

I got in my car and drove out of his office right away. I had to stay here for two days because I had to meet with Mr. White and another customer. However, for some reason, I felt extremely anxious from the moment I woke up in the morning.

I feel as though I left behind something significant.

I gave my driver the order to head into the city.

I wanted to call her and have a conversation with her, but since I knew she wouldn't talk to me, I gave up on the idea.

But what if she went back to meet her boyfriend?

My subconscious questioned me.

No, I don't believe she will make the same error twice.

I turned on my house CCTV to find out where she was. I reviewed everything she had done that day. I couldn't help but giggle at her reaction when she searched for the BDSM objects I had placed in my playroom on Google. Without a doubt, she is incredibly amusing.

When she learned about the electric vibrator, she was taken aback. She experimented with the electric vibrator to verify the information she found on Google. After turning on the vibrator she was startled and threw it away right away.

Afterward, she visited the library and perused the magazines that were in my collection. The sight of the first copy of her first book in my collection must have taken her by surprise.

I am an ardent admirer of her writing abilities.

She turned her back, making it difficult for me to see what she was staring at with such intensity. Unfortunately, a large rack positioned between the CCTV and the window prevented the CCTV from covering that area.

She left the library after a while and entered Rosy's room.

Curious, I stared at my laptop screen, not sure why she had gone into her room.

God, this woman is so insane.

I laughed aloud when I watched her unlock Rosy's room cupboard. She proceeded to inspect her collection of clothing.

She gasped when she noticed her clothes. She tossed her bikinis into the air, mumbled a few words, and returned them to the cupboard.

She donned her crop tops and miniskirts. She looked amazing in these mini-skirts. Even though Rosy owns the outfits, Sara looks more stunning in them than Rosy. She opened her other closet and saw a throng there, which confused her.

She had trouble putting it on at first. However, as soon as I saw the stunning woman on my laptop screen, I began to experience a sudden wave of anxiety. She had worn it flawlessly.

Regrettably, it will take me thirty minutes to reach the house, despite my strong desire to be there immediately. My junior's expression stiffened when it saw her wearing such alluring clothing.

However, I'm worried that she'll change before I get there.

On my CCTV, I closely observed everything she did.

Thank God she didn't change her clothes and walked to the kitchen wearing a throng under her comfortable pajamas and baggy t-shirt. Oh, so she liked the throng.

I grinned when I saw her fully dressed in pajamas and a T-shirt. She turned out the light in the hall and went to sleep.

I tried to surprise her by unlocking the main door, but instead of the normal expression of astonishment, I saw a whole other side of her that blew my mind.