Rissa closed the door slowly. She remembered the first time she had entered this room. Charlos pressed her against the wall, then kissed her forcefully. Rissa wanted to smile, remembering that. Right now, she wouldn't feel that Charlos was forcing her to kiss him. She would probably attack Charlos first.
"Sorry I came suddenly. Am I disturbing you?" asked Rissa.
Rissa walked over to Charlos. There was a hint of foreign perfume coming from the chair across from Charlos. It must have come from the man who had visited Charlos earlier. The man looked a bit tense when he saw Rissa.
So, Rissa stood next to Charlos's super large and luxurious chair. The top was draped in a black Charlos coat. Sometimes Rissa fantasizes that she can sit in a chair like that. She could smell the leather from the spectacular chair.
Charlos closed his eyes and sighed. Then he looked up to the side to look at Rissa.
"No. I'm glad you came here," Charlos said.
