Finding out the truth.

He watched her calmly as she walked into the office. William kept his emerald eyes on the sashay of her hips.

God, she was so fucking beautiful.

His right hand tensely gripped the gold plated fountain pen he had been writing with.

As Anna approached him, she tried to appear as calm as possible as she reached his desk, before dropping the files before him. Not an emotion was betrayed by her face.

“Here are the files, sir.” She murmured. “If there’s nothing else-“

“-Actually, there is.” He cut her off before she could finish her sentence. “Bring me a cup of coffee. Black, two sugars.” He ordered her, and then reached for the topmost file to examine.

“Yes sir.” She swallowed all the comments she wanted to make, and her eyes fell on the coffee machine at the rightmost corner of the office.

As soon as she turned away from him, his gaze went right back to her, ogling every inch of her.

If only he could have her…

Maybe this thirst for this woman would decrease.

Focus, William, he cautioned h