Chapter 3

My stubborn secretary was testing my patience and driving me mad right now! I myself was not prepared for such a reaction, but if Prigozheva had not been sitting on the desk in front of me at that moment… then I could not promise that a pale-skinned, tender witch with the slanted gaze of green-hazel eyes and red hair would not have ended up in her place. And then I would not have hesitated!

Her hair was long and heavy, wasn't it? All the way to her waist?

To hell with Granddad and his mysteries. I had to know!

And still, two women dangerously close to an aroused man who had been alone for a long time was too much. Watching the brunette bare herself as she crept toward my lips, I loosened the knot of my tie and tugged at my shirt collar, intending to swallow enough air to calm the heat in all the unnecessary places and take control of the situation. I suddenly wanted very badly to stop playing my seduction with Prigozheva and wanted her to get out. Immediately.

Looking into her black eyes, it became perfectly clear to me who the third wheel was here.

"So do you like me, Andrey? You still haven't answered. Do you want me?"

Following that syrupy-sweet question, Rooster's fingers under the desk immediately slid higher, and her head turned, lifting her ear. While the brunette's palm settled on my neck, my secretary moved closer.

"You see, Nelly…" I almost hissed. "I would be happy to, but here's the thing…"

"What thing, sweetheart? I don't see any obstacles!"

"And nevertheless, they exist. Believe me."

"Really?"

"You are late, baby. Someone already managed to interest me before you. Someone so deft she has managed to get much closer to me right now than you…"

"Closer than me? But that's impossible!"

I do not know what dust Rooster found under the desk, but at the very moment I had already removed bewildered Prigozheva's hand from myself and was about to throw her out, she suddenly either sneezed or swore under the desk.