Michael looked at the woman standing in front of his desk. She was gorgeous and stunning with an hourglass figure and soft and feminine features. Long black wavy hair flowing down her shoulder. She was wearing a t-shirt with an A-line pencil skirt with few matching jewelry keeping her look pure but seductive at the same time.
"Why are you here?" Michael asked.
"Why, you don't want me to come here. I just want help with my work" she said innocently.
Michael sighed knowing that she will not go before he agrees to help, "What help you want?"
Siara smiled and went across the table lean over a bit as she showed him a file flashing a bit of her skin.
Michael didn't give attention to her tricks, instead he looked at the file and explained what she should do.
Siara was not interested in his explanation, she only went there just to see him but he was laughing while being on a call. She heard a woman's voice which made her furious.
