CHAPTER 67

Riella's POV.

“There is no way we are putting them on the list, ” I told Harold as I fixed my eyes on the screen of my tablet, meticulously scrolling down through it.

“No way, huh?” He raised a brow, amusement setting into his handsome face. I could have paled but instead, I shrugged noncommittally and looked away from him.

“Well, what do you suggest?” I asked him as I rubbed at my sides. I leaned further into the couch, swinging my cross legs back and forth and keeping my eyes on the screen because I didn't want to see my overly fine handsome boss sucking the flesh of their lips between his teeth.

“I suggest we call it a night. I'm tired, anyway.” He groaned and shut down his laptop. I winced, a bit startled by the action. Still, I didn't move from my seat. Harold shot out of his chair and made his way toward me. I was aware of him pulling at his tie as he edged closer and closer.

“So, what?” I asked as I busied myself with sorting out my emails. I had a few texts to return to my br