The atmosphere in the meeting room was formal and quiet, the only sound echoing was the businessman’s voice as he explained the new contracts. But you could barely focus.

You were sitting on Itoshi Sae’s lap, just as he had asked, with his arms loosely wrapped around you. At first, everything seemed normal—until you started feeling something beneath you. Your body tensed instantly.

Trying to move discreetly and escape before things got worse, you shifted slightly. But his hands gripped your waist firmly, keeping you in place.

— Stay still — his deep, husky voice whispered in your ear, sending shivers down your spine.

— Sae… — you murmured, your face burning with heat.

— You were the one moving on my lap. Now deal with it — he whispered, his lips grazing your skin with a teasing tone.