Igor put his hands on my waist and pressed me harder against the wall of the elevator. His hot breath burned the skin of my neck, and his masculine scent filled my nose.

- Something yesterday you did not really remember about your fiancé, when I kissed you - sounded near my ear. - I would love to continue what I started, if you don't mind.

- Igor, stop it, there's a camera.

I tried to free myself from the captivity of his hands, when the guard's voice was heard from the control panel.

- Hey, you there! What happened? Did you stop the elevator or did it break down?...