Claire's POV
Mr. Micha’s dark smile widened as he stepped closer, the other four committee members circling me like predators. “Strip,” he ordered simply. “Everything except that pretty engagement ring. We want to see exactly what we’re promoting.”
My cheeks burned with humiliation, but the desperate ambition in my chest pushed me forward. I unbuttoned my fitted white blouse with shaking fingers, letting it fall open to reveal my lace bra. Ms. Ruth Vick watched with hungry eyes, her lips curving.
“Good girl,” she purred. “Keep going. We all know how badly you want this promotion, Claire. Three times passed over… it must sting.”
“I do want it,” I whispered, unzipping my pants and sliding it down my hips. My matching lace panties came next. Soon I stood completely naked before them, my
