Shemika
"Sit," he commanded, his eyes weren't leaving my body.
I slowly slipped into the chair opposite him, nervously playing with my fingers so I wouldn't meet his piercing gaze.
Sinner leaned back into his chair, smiling and winking while he opened and closed his legs playfully.
He began to use his fingers to tap on the desk, forming a boring rhythm that's likely to injure my ear even faster than his piercing stare.
After a while of smiling seductively at me, he then leaned forward, "You know," he started slowly, his legs still wide open, eyes shamelessly running over my body. "Your file isn't complete yet, you missed the most vital step during onboarding." He urged.
I blinked sharply, confused about the vital step I might have missed.
I can remember when Dom brought me in, he on
