39: Suit pants predicament

Alpha Caden’s POV

I stepped into the elevator, not answering the greetings from my employees. It struck me that there's been a noticeable change in the demeanor of the women since Flora's passing. Their flirtatious behavior, which used to be subtle when she was alive, now feels more overt and persistent. Like they have become bolder.

It's unsettling, and I'm beginning to wonder if it's just my perception or if there's a genuine shift happening. Regardless, I find it inappropriate and concerning. I may need to convene a meeting to address this before it escalates any further. Whatever the hell this is.

As the elevator doors chimed open to my floor, I was greeted by a sight that instantly aroused me. My dick gave a jerk, all blood rushing down there like they had no other place else to be at. My hands clenched in fists to stop myself from using the heels to massage the ache. Darn it.

I hadn't yet finished reviewing the CCTV footage of Aurora and me in my study, and the anticipation o