Daddy, Chasing Mommy Back is On Us!

"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!

roamed all over her waist. When hot breaths slapped

time, so why are you

"No!" Selena struggled wildly.

restrained her hands and ignored her

moment. "Stop, Pierre Fowler, you b*stard! This is a meeting room, so anyone could come

This is my territory!" As Pierre spoke, he unfastened

silently, falling into the abyss in his eyes. Am I

on the door.

at this time when she could've done so earlier or later! This was Fowler Corporation and not Empire Group, so Pierre wouldn't truly act recklessly. He straightened up at once and pulled Selena up as

Selena hastily returned to her

and beautiful lady. She sashayed in with two coffees in hand and placed them beside Pierre and Selena respectively. "Your black coffee, President Fowler." The assistant glanced at the papers scattered

milk time and again when he had me brew him coffee the previous time. It's now obvious that it was all a ruse