"Sir? Are you there? Mrs. Smith is waiting for you here. Can we unlock the door?"
After hearing his secretary through the intercom, Athena jumped off his lap and fixed her clothes.
Dominique groaned inwardly, feeling dissatisfied. He hadn't found his release yet. They had no choice but to stop.
"Give me a minute," Dominique responded to his secretary.
Then he turned to Athena, motioning for her to fix his clothes.
Athena could only roll her eyes skyward and pout her lips but she still went down to zip his pants.
Dominique just stared at her intently, assessing her gestures and mannerisms.
'Very similar to Sabrina,' he thought to himself.
Athena stood up and was about to leave when Dominique grabbed her wrist once again.
"Not yet. You have to clean the mess you caused," Dominique mumbled, raising his fingers that were soaked by her love juices.
Athena frowned for a moment.
