“Wait a minute!” Selena had bent over to pick up the proposal scattered on the floor, but Pierre grabbed her wrist and pulled her up. Subsequently, he pinned her to the table. “You flung the proposal at my face, yet you’re going to brush it off with a mere apology?”
Selena felt as though her waist was about to snap. “So, what do you want?” “To kiss you.”
“Don’t go overboard!” “There’s no such word as going overboard in my vocabulary.”
Selena glared at the man in front of her. How I wish to just shoot him!
The two of them then faced each other in that position, Selena’s upper body sprawling on the table while her legs were under the table, making her waist ache like hell. Abruptly leaning down, Pierre captured her lips. Her lips are just so soft like flower petals, even seemingly tinged with bursts of fragrance. Ah, they just make me long to gobble her up every single time!
Selena kept her mouth tightly closed at first, but Pierre quickly invaded and plundered it even as his hands roamed all over her waist. When hot breaths slapped her and he started unfastening his pants, Selena finally realized what this despicable man was trying to do. “No! Stop!”
“You even took off your clothes the previous time, so why are you feigning chastity now?” Pierre’s kiss became increasingly feral.
“No!” Selena struggled wildly.
However, Pierre restrained her hands and ignored her entirely.
Selena could feel that her waist was about to snap any moment. “Stop, Pierre Fowler, you b*stard! This is a meeting room, so anyone could come in anytime!”
“What’s there to fear? This is my territory!” As Pierre spoke, he unfastened her buttons one by one, his movements exceedingly bewitching.
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