CHAPTER 94: Wearing A Mask

  A sweet haze clouded my thoughts as I kissed Alexander's throat, happily exhausted after the nerve-wracking orgasm I'd just had. Alexander held me close, his fingers gently tracing circles on my back, a silent reassurance that sent a jolt of warmth through me.

  Just as I was about to melt further into his embrace, a sharp rap on the door shattered the peaceful silence. My eyes flew open, a flicker of panic replacing the contentment I'd felt moments before.

  Alexander mirrored my reaction, his brow furrowing in annoyance. He tightened his grip on me for a fleeting moment before reluctantly untangling himself.

  "Hold on," he muttered, reaching for the phone on his desk.

  As he picked up the receiver, I straightened my clothes, looking around for my panties and feeling suddenly self-conscious about what had just happened. How could I have forgotten that we were in his office, for fucks sake?. He spoke into the phone, his voice low and clipped.

  "Yes? What is it?"