Love at the Next Stop

Chapter 111 Stella Was Jealous

“Got it,” Miles replied languidly.

Just when the secretary arrived at the door, she saw Stella coming in. “The president is getting a massage in the lounge,” she reminded Stella in a quiet voice.

It seems that he wasn’t lying about getting massages everyday, she mused. When she entered the lounge, she saw Miles lying on the bed, topless. His tanned skin concealed the force he held within him. Meanwhile, Stella had a hard time gauging if he noticed her entrance, for he kept his head turned from her while maintaining his silence. When Janice was working on him, Stella paid attention to how she was massaging him, unconsciously learning her moves.

“Would you like to learn how to massage, Miss Johansson?” Janice tilted her head when she talked to Stella. “I’m almost done with his session, so why don’t you give it a go?” With that, Janice stood up. Their sessions typically lasted around forty five minutes, which in this case, was finished, leaving her flushed and exhausted. After packing up, she informed Miles, “Mr. Grant, I’ll be taking my leave now.” She left after nodding at Stella.

Miles didn’t stand up, nor did Stella speak. She hung her head low while observing Miles, and she noticed that his trousers were pulled down, revealing his taut waist, where his belt hung loosely. “Come give it a go,” he mumbled, his voice muffled.

Stella said nothing when she sat down beside him to start massaging him. The muscles on his upper body shifted under her palms when she kneaded them. There was still some essential oil left over from the session, so her palms were soon slick with oil. “Have my skills improved?” she asked.

“They’re better than before.”

“You need to exercise more.” Stella was panting from exhaustion. With the essential oil, there was less friction, so she had to put in more strength, which made her flush.

“I would rather spend my time working than going to the gym,” he retorted.

Hearing that, she paused for a moment, saying nothing. Then, a knock on the door prompted her to instinctively bounce up and retreat to the side as if being electrocuted. As if having foreseen her movements, Miles grabbed her arm to hold her in place.

Meanwhile, Stella was still trying to back away, as she didn’t want to be caught in an awkward situation when whoever it was at the door entered. However, Miles kept on holding her hand. When he sat up, he dragged her into his arms, making her sit on his lap. Stella felt like she was sitting on pins and needles.

Miss Johansson’s contract. Would she like to go check

meantime, Miles was rubbing his index finger on her face. The door of his office was made of frosted glass, so even though it could obscure the view of someone on the outside, they could still see the silhouettes of the people inside. It would only add a layer of mystery that would prompt people to wonder about what was going on behind the door. Exasperated, Stella wanted to get off him, but struggling would only make things look

hearing that the footsteps were fading away

you so afraid of?”

“I’m worried

was giving me a massage too, but she didn’t panic.”

agenda. “Anyone from outside can see the silhouettes

Miles turned around to check his bed before flicking her on the forehead. “Unscrupulous activities? Do you mean they might assume you’re

comment. How dare he say it out loud? She was infuriated as she snapped, “I wasn’t

you thought about? Us making love?” Miles was on

for the legal department, but not

went to Miles’ office had been observing her with an inquisitive and expectant gaze ever since she got there, which made Stella uncomfortable. Upon reading through the contract, she noticed

for him. However, his decision made

under her company’s name was the only way he could avoid his efforts being impeded by Miles, as the latter

troubled when he asked for her to help console Yulia, for she seemed to be feeling down as of late. Hearing that, she

wind of Yulia’s rape. However, he shook his head in denial. “I think it might be because she lost her job. After all, it used to pay her quite well, and she had managed to attain such a high position. Although I already told her that we aren’t short of money, and that working in

to know about Yulia’s rape. However, she knew it wasn’t only out

home, she was lying face-down on her bed, having lost all her previous zest. When she noted

roam free without facing the consequences!” Stella suggested when she sat down on the chair beside Yulia. In response, Yulia only shook her head, which

do so. I don’t

exact same sentiment. She felt like she was abruptly being pulled into a love triangle, for both Yulia and her