I Quit, Mr. Shaffer by Isabella Symons

Chapter 117

Selena anxiously waited for Seth at the hotel, but he never showed up.

Wrapped in just a bathrobe, she sat on the couch, feeling the chill seeping

into her body while resentment surged in her heart.

Throughout her youth, she had crafted an image of herself as a sweet and

obedient girl, receiving protection and adoration both at school and at home.

There was no reason for all of that to lose its value in the man’s eyes.

When she recalled his aloof yet handsome face, she clenched her jaw.

“You’re mine…”

Before she could finish her sentence, someone was frantically knocking on

the door.

As Seth had left the room while angry, Selena subconsciously assumed the

person at the door was him.

Joy filled her heart. It did not matter if he was happy or upset. As long as he

returned, she still stood a chance.

“Mr. Shaffer!” she called out as she opened the door.

Outside the door was a middle-aged man who was incredibly drunk and

squinting at the abrupt appearance of a woman at the doorway.

Out of shock, she instinctively slammed the door shut. She knew that man, for

he was the deputy manager of this hotel. At parties, she had even witnessed

how he would hit on the female secretaries.

However, Selena was not fast enough. The deputy manager swiftly barged

into the room, using his weight to force the door open.

She hurriedly retreated in panic. “Mr. Grant, this is Mr. Shaffer’s room. You

cannot come in.”

The deputy manager had too much to drink, so he did not care whose room

was. All he could think about was the womanly scent filling his

within his view. As he looked down,

slender legs.

let’s have

stunned, unable to believe

her bathrobe tighter around herself, she tried to escape

After

he forcefully wrapped an arm

her in

A

me go! Help! Mmph…” She had only yelled twice before a

making it difficult

was, the deputy manager

and didn’t care about logic; he

and his other

further into the

but she could not escape her fate of being

all her might, she was exceedingly

face of brute strength.

door slammed shut

“Don’t touch me!”

echoed

past the door

check it

lot of kinks. This is just one

“True…”

a dimly lit

response, his eyes instantly

95%

away, he aloofly glanced at

me for five years. You

play hard to get.”

and smiled. “You’ve

she raised her head,

while her black eyes shined,

smile. “I truly wanted to quit. It’s not to play hard

lips together and fell silent as he continued to

He turned and picked up the phone from the coffee

call. “Bring it

with

be good. Her mind swiftly raced as she tried

herself for all possibilities.

lock his fiery

her. He only looked away when someone knocked

“Come in.”

eyes at the doorway, which was

to get

man placed a folder by Seth’s hand with more respect than