Elena's Pov
I pushed through the glass doors of the office as early as 7am. My louboutin heels clicking against the spotless marble floors.
My head was a jumbled mess as I tried not to think too much about the care I put on my appearance today.
My hair was curled in long waves, my slick top hugged my boobs to perfection, my n*****s drawing faint line on the fabric.
The pencil skirt I wore clung to my wide ass and sculpted thighs.
For hours yesterday night, I'd lain on my king sized bed with no thought other than Alexander's body pinned on mine.
Gosh, I'd come so many times yesterday, shoving my three fingers in and out of my soaked cunt.
But it wasn't enough, it was never enough.
This morning, I've tried convincing myself that I hired him because of his qualifications.
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