She was in deep thought smoking a cigarette and looking outside the window of her office when she felt a muscular arm wrapped around her waist.
"So tense." The man said. Then he peppered the smooth caramel skin on Senator Rizza's neck. As he did so, his hands traveled down her hips and under her skirt.
"Damn it, Melvin! I didn't call you here for that!" Senator Rizza was so irritated she brushed off the man's hands and moved away from him.
The man frowned. "What's wrong?" His tone is obviously displeased.
"Someone hacked into my bank accounts and pulled out all my money in it! If I didn't have dummy accounts I could've lost it all by now!"
The man was surprised. "How did it happen? You should've known if someone is trying to make illegal transactions from your accounts."
