Aspen bagged in to Dulce office and without letting her speak, he grabbed her fist and warmed her not to bring in any representative again; hence it concerns their company issues.

His chicks are burning red, immediately he released her and made his way towards the door.

 Dulce leaned against the wall, frozen. The door to her office slide shut as he made his way out, leaving her hot and bothered.

 Her hand reached for her shirt subconsciously, and she tightened her fingers around the button. Her legs felt shaky and her face burned. Her neck, even worse from where he had pressed his nose against it. 

 This was bad....