At least, that was what I told myself.
For now, I was back in my office, trying to work, when Olivia walked in. She was wearing a low-cut shirt and a pair of tight white pants. That meant she was looking for attention from me today.
I had shown no s****l interest in her for many years, and even then I didn’t really remember it. Yet still she acted like showing off her body was going to work in claiming my attention.
This was an exhausting game she liked to play with me, and I was already tired.
“What do you want, Olivia?” I asked.
She moved to one of the chairs facing my desk and sat down. She crossed her thighs, stretching out one leg like she was trying to seduce me.
When I didn’t respond, she scoffed. “You treat me so coldly these days, Julian.”
“I’ve been busy,” I told her.
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