Chapter 31

Asphalt POV

I heard a slight knock on my study door and looked up from the document I was working on to see Janet. She was dressing more unusually than she would when she was at home. And for some reason, I disliked the dress she was wearing.

"Good morning, Asphalt It seems you are busy. Would you like me to help you?," she slowly asked, swaying her hips towards me. Whenever she acted this way, I knew that she wanted something.

I sighed when she trailed her hands on my shoulders. "What do you want?," I repulsed her from touching me. I was in no mood for her cheesy games.

"Ok, well it's nothing much," she said sitting on my desk revealing her thighs since her dress had a slit by the side.

"I don't have time to waste Janet as you can see I'm very busy," I told her off with a stern voice.

"C'mon, don't be so mean to me. You have been working since last night. You didn't even come to bed and now that I'm here to keep you company...,"

"Fine, what do you want?," I asked her again without be