Instead of going back to her room, Jaya stormed toward Ivan's office. One of the guards gave her an alarmed look and jumped in front of the door. She stopped abruptly and stepped back with a frown. "What exactly are you doing?" she demanded, hands on her hips.
"We have orders not to touch you, Miss Jaya," he said quickly and with authority.
"Uh huh," she said, quirking a brow and taking a step forward. "Sounds good. Get out of my way."
"I-I'm also under orders not to let anyone in to see the boss," he stammered, pressing himself into the door so he wasn't at risk of touching her.
"Riiight," she drawled. "Well-." She quirked her head to the side and thought about it. "Not to come across as immature and all- but-" she reached out and placed her hand on his chest, splaying her fingers wide, "get the fuck out of my way."