The office door was majestic.
Margaret took a deep breath and walked in. When she entered the room, she saw a big desk.
A tall, sturdy figure was sitting there.
He had an attractive face and his entire being exuded a noble temperament.
Charleston.
This man seemed to have an innate charm.
No matter where he was, one could see him at the first glance.
"You're here." Charleston raised his eyes. His eyes lit up in joy when he looked at Margaret.
At this moment, their eyes met.
Margaret felt that her heart was being teased by something.
"Yes..." Margaret nodded and responded quietly.
Suddenly, she remembered something and quickly took the photo out of her bag.
She turned her head and handed it to Charleston.
"Here's... here's the photo. Take it!" Margaret stammered.
Her face was so red that it seemed like it was going to bleed.
Charleston did not get up to take it. He just sat still with a faint smile on his face. His legs were crossed, which made him look very elegant.
"Bring it over here."
Margaret had no choice but to take a step forward.
"Come closer."
Margaret took another step forward. If she took another step, she would not be able to move forward anymore as her body was already close to the edge of the table.
The man suddenly stood up.
He grabbed her chin with his slender fingers.
Then, he used his thin lips to touch her plump lips.
Everything happened very quickly.
Their lips touched like a dragonfly skimming the surface of the water. Soon after, their lips pulled away from one another.
Although it was only for a moment, Margaret felt something shift in her heart.
"You!" Margaret stared at Charleston angrily while blushing.
"How sweet."
Charleston said and smiled wickedly.
D*mn it, this man always liked to take advantage of her.
Margaret's face was a blushed crimson.
She did not know whether she was angry or embarrassed.
Margaret threw the photo onto the table and turned around to leave.
But this was Charleston's chance to see her.
In order to see Margaret that afternoon and to not waste her time, he had deliberately cancelled several important meetings.
How could he let her leave so easily?
Charleston put his long arm on her slender shoulder and pulled her back.
Margaret felt herself losing balance and almost fell on the ground.
Fortunately, Charleston used his other arm and held her up by her knee. He picked her up from the other side of the table.
"B*stard, put me down!" Margaret said while blushing and struggling.
Charleston chuckled, "Be a good girl and don't move. Otherwise, I don't know what I will do."
His eyes were filled with red, hot desire.
It was as if an enormous whirlpool was about to suck Margaret in.
Margaret unwillingly gave up struggling and shut up obediently.
Charleston grinned with satisfaction.
He sat down with her in his arms.
The two were in a very intimate position.
Charleston held Margaret as if he was holding a child.
It was really... Indescribably shameful.
Margaret could smell the man's scent. It felt like there was a feather tickling her heart.
She tried hard to shift her focus.
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