I clicked my nails against the marble table, and when I heard the satisfying sound, I crossed my legs, the dress sliding just enough to show a bit of thigh.
Today I wore something different. Instead of a suit, I chose a dress. It was fitted, feminine, and perfect for what I needed. It was enough to catch everyone's attention when I walked in earlier this morning.
Over the past few days, we handled all the legal work. To think I had to buy back a piece of my own company. The thought alone annoyed me.
On the other wing of the office, construction was happening in the space I chose for myself. The drilling and hammering carried through the building. Of course I did it on purpose. I wanted noise. I wanted attention.
Around here, word travels faster than anything. I wondered how long it would take before Lena got the message that her precious office was being torn apart for me. I wondered what her face would look like. I was dying to see her, and she did not even know.
