Everybody left the meeting room except Katherine.
Her face was flushed and she definitely needed a new pair of undies. It was a good thing that she had some clothes stashed in Damien's penthouse. She breathed in and out in a slow manner, trying not to get distracted by the obvious dampness between her thighs.
Her head snapped to the closed door and she glared at it, picturing Damien's mischievous smile. How could he do this to her? She turned to her laptop once again and skimmed through the minutes, thankful that she only needed to fill in the last three minutes of the meeting. She didn't usually have the habit of recording meetings but Damien gave her the privilege to do so from the beginning — it was so that she could have the option to review them and note down important things that she might have missed.
