Jarek.
I walked into one of the most fascinating scenes I have ever witnessed in all of my career life.
I walked into the suite designated for my meeting with Mister Valemont today only to find Yvette looking all flustered and confused, with her cheeks stained a bright shade of pink and her breasts almost spilling over from her very tight blouse.
Her eyes widened when they found mine just as I stepped into the room, but before she could recover, Mr Valemont cast me a soft glance, smiled smugly and drawled;
"Ah, thank the goddess you're here! I was just asking Ms Yvette to explain what this concept at the top of this paper means, especially since she so sweetly informed us that she worked on the project herself."
"Herself?" I dragged out, letting my words roll out of my tongue very slowly.
Something about it probably unsettled Yvette because she then turned away, tried to hide the blush on her face and cleared her throat, "I… I didn't exactly mean it in the way it came…"
