Chapter 14: The House

Cavan Olsen’s POV

“This is bad,”

“This is not accurate enough,”

“This is not what it supposed to be doing,”

Saoirse has been spending some time now with me as I was going rounds in the factory. People were staring at her as she was wearing the tiniest blouse and pencil skirt that she can get from her wardrobe and all the men were smirking in her way.

I threw my murderous glare at them before they were back at their tasks as we finished our rounds and I was sitting across her right now at the sofa. My secretary was kind enough to put out the hot coffee for us but neither of us has touched it.

I was worrying about what she would have to say about my company and one of the factories that was producing those green tech stuff.

Saoirse was looking at the paperwork that she needed to read as I was looking at her exposed calves. She was putting one knee over the other and I was pretty close to put the bloody blanket on her knees before she cleared h