72~ The Rogue's Attack

DIMITRI'S P.O.V

I couldn't tear my eyes away as she walked out of my office, her wet dress clinging to her body, revealing a hint of her exposed hip. I tried to push the thoughts aside, my efforts were in vain as I found myself unable to stop thinking about her physicality.

In stark contrast, Jennifer had a slim, model-like figure—a shape that I found quite appealing. Yet, Skylar's body was the opposite, neither thin nor fat, yet she possessed an undeniable stature. Her curves and straight legs seemed to magnetize my attention, drawing my gaze longer than I intended.

I paused. For a moment, I tried to recall the initial reasons that led me to summon her. I was certain to have a reason for calling her, but as I watched her leave, those reasons seemed to disappear into thin air.

I left my desk to the window, sniffing in the cold air of the evening breeze. I couldn't explain myself each time she was looking at me, there was this different feeling I always felt each time I saw her.

I was