Ivy’s POV
I walked down the polished hallway of the office, clutching the stack of files I had spent hours organizing. My heels clicked softly against the floor, the only sound besides the faint hum of the air conditioning. I wasn’t expecting anyone to still be in the office at this hour aside Adrian who was waiting for me in his office, so I let my guard down. My blouse was slightly loose today, a button undone at the top, nothing I thought would draw attention—but apparently, I was wrong.
As I approached Adrian’s office, I straightened my spine and prepared to hand over the files. I didn’t realize until the last second that my own button had slipped, exposing the peak of my breast and my n****e through the thin fabric. My cheeks heated instantly, and I bent slightly to drop the files
