Sex With My Billionaire Boss novel Chapter 65

Quinn dialed a familiar number on her phone,

"Hey mum... Yeah... I'm good..." She smiled even though her mum, wasn't there.

She explained the reason why she called to her mum.

"I want them to meet." She said as she stared at her reflection on the mirror.

Placing the call on handsfree, she dropped the phone on the table.

Her mother's clear voice floated over the phone.

"Do you plan on revealing the truth?" Nicole questioned.

"Not yet mother. I have my plans..." She replied.

"But allowing them to meet, is as good as revealing the truth. I believe your boyfriend is smart enough to coin facts. Isn't he?" Her mother chuckled.

"That's his business. And mum, he isn't my boyfriend. Stop calling him one." Quinn groaned.

"I've heard. I'm hanging up now. Emelda sends her regards. Tell your boyfriend, I said hi." Her mother hung up before she could say a word further.

"Hah... So mischievous." She smiled as she admired herself.

Just then a call came through,

"Hey, Stephen."

She apologized, and when he asked her if she would care to meet up, she declined.

"I'm sorry, but I don't think that would be possible. I apologize."

He hung up before she could continue.

A weird look plastered itself on her face,

What was wrong with him?

Just then the door to the bedroom opened and Henry came inside.

"Mr Henry, I believe I didn't give you permission to come inside. Did I?" She chided.

"Do I need your permission to come inside my own room?" Henry smirked.

"Your room?" Quinn stood up and came to stand in front of him.

"Yes. My room. You look ravishing today, Quinn." His eyes ogled over her body.

Quinn sighed inwardly at his choice of words.

Among all compliments available, he choose to use 'ravishing'.

Pervert!

"Thank you. You may leave now." Quinn folded her arms and shooed him away.

"Leave? There is no way that is going to happen." Henry shrugged.

Quinn made to return to the bed, when Henry suddenly pulled her back, and pinned her on the nearest wall.

"What are you doing?" She hissed sharply.

"Nothing." Henry's eyes darkened with desire as he roamed his eyes over her exposed cleavage.

"Then let me go." Quinn glared at him.

"I want you." He whispered seductively beside her ear.

"That's your business, Mr Henry. Sort it out." Quinn made to push him back.

But he was swift. He grabbed her hands and placed them above her head.

"You said I should sort my business out, isn't it? That's exactly what I'm gonna do." His husky voice sounded beside her ears.

He bit her earlobes softly, earning a moan from her.

He then licked her collarbone slowly,

"Uhhh..."

Quinn pressed her back firmly on the wall...