I chuckled, rubbing my jaw, the stubble rough under my fingers. "Let's just say I was amusing myself with Officer Sarah." I shrugged, my grin turning wicked. "No need to drag my people into a… misunderstanding."
Lorena's lips curled into that slow, knowing smile again, her dark eyes glinting with a mix of amusement and something far more predatory. "Most men in your position—billionaires, powerful men—would be furious right now," she murmured, her voice dropping into a low, velvety tone that sent a jolt straight to my cock.
"They'd be screaming, threatening lawsuits, demanding to speak to their lawyers. But you?" Her gaze dragged over me, lingering on my lips before flicking back up to my eyes. "You're smiling."
I leaned in just a little closer, close enough that I could catch the faintest hint of her perfume—something rich and intoxicating, like dark chocolate and sin. My voice was a dark purr, the kind that made women's thighs clench.
