With the Wind, I Leave It All Behind

I braced myself for another stomachache right after the company meeting.

But what I saw made me freeze—one of the new male employees had cornered Stephanie in the bathroom.

“President Myers,” he said with a smirk, his hand suggestively sliding around her waist. “I heard you're still untouched. Let me help you break the ice. In exchange, how about making me the new company director?”

Stephanie was famous for her cold, ascetic nature.

I’d lost count of how many handsome men had tried this same trick, only to be sent packing with a single frosty glare.