Author's P. O. V
Jasmine wore a worried look on her face, as she watched Natalia slip into the pants of her two piece silver suit.
"Do you have to go? According to what you told me, this man sounds like trouble." She said, pulling the sheets up to her chest, covering her breasts.
Natalia tossed her a weak smile, "I have to, he's part of the main branch back home, which means he far outranks me. And if I want my business to thrive, I need to make connections." She calmly explained, "It's all for the business."
Jasmine made a face, she had tried having sex with Natalia to change her mind and keep her busy, but the woman had enough willpower to stop before they got past first base.
"I just think it's risky. Didn't you say Alessander tried to kill this man? Things could get ugly."
Natalia grinned from ear to ear, "Do my ears fucking deceive me? Why does it sound like you're worried about me. Scared I'm going to die-"
