(Lana’s POV) The office lights are dimmed low, just the city glow coming through the blinds. I sit on the edge of Roman’s desk, legs crossed, wearing nothing but his black blazer. The fabric brushes my bare thighs, the lapels open just enough to show the curve of my breasts. I hear his footsteps down the hall. My heart picks up. Roman steps in, tie loosened, sleeves rolled, eyes scanning the room until they lock on me. He closes the door behind him with a soft click. No words yet. I uncross my legs slowly, letting the blazer ride higher. “Long day, Daddy?” He doesn’t answer. Just stares, jaw tight, chest rising a little faster. I tilt my head, voice soft but teasing. “I’ve been waiting here for twenty minutes. Naked under your blazer. Thinking about how we watched two assholes get dragged away in cuffs because of us.” Roman takes one step closer, eyes dark. “You look dangerous sitting on my desk like that.” “Good.” I run one finger down the open lapel, letting i
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