**Isabella**
My lips parted, and then closed again. I had no words to say... I was already shaking all over.
"Did I stutter, Isabella? Why are you here instead of in the bedroom?" He asked in a stern voice.
"I didn't... I..." Fuck, I'm so fucking doomed.
"It was all my fault, boss," Tara cut in, surprising me. What is she up to now? "I pleaded with her to see me."
"And why's that?" He didn't relent with his questions, but I was glad his attention was on Tara instead of me now.
"I wanted to apologize to Luna for my behavior the last time we met," she lied smoothly, and I must give it to her; she did it so effortlessly.
"And you both chose to speak in my fucking office?" He was amused.
"I actually wanted to drop these," she lifted the envelope up before placing it on the desk. "I'm so sorry for crossing the line, boss."
