A harmless kiss
The elevator dinged, the door opening as Roman stepped out into the parking lot with Alana still draped over his shoulder.
Roman attempted to adjust Alana's dress when he spotted his driver, but his fingers accidentally grazed her inner thighs, causing her to flinch at the unexpected contact of his warm fingers against her skin.
"What do you think you're doing?" She began thrashing against his shoulder.
Roman's expression hardend. "If you don't stop moving this instant, I'll throw you on the ground," Roman warned, his tone serious.
Alana immediately stilled at his threat. She had no intention of finding out if he would actually throw her to the ground if she misbehaved.
The driver promptly opened the door to the back seat, slightly bowing as Roman approached him.
"Good morning, Mr. Ashford," the man greeted with respect, pretending not to notice the woman on his bosses shoulder.