Standing outside Artem's office, holding a beautifully decorated cake — was your 3rd wedding anniversary and you wanted to surprise him.

Swinging his office door open as the sight of him inside his office caused you to halt.

Artem and his assistant were wrapped up in each other. She was sitting on his lap with his shirt was half undone.

They quickly pulled apart. His usual composed demeanor faltered as he pulled away trying to come up with an excuse. ”It’s not what it looks like.”