My Heart only Beats for You

"What's wrong?"

"Benjamin handed me a box of chocolates today. He told me to pass it to you. When will you be free?"

"He gave me chocolates?" Yvonne squeaked in astonishment.

Why would Benjamin do that?

"Yes." Natalie answered, then in a teasing tone, "I think Benjamin likes you, Yvonne. He blushes every time he talks about you."

Yvonne's breathing hitched a little.

She chuckled after a moment of silence. "That's impossible. I don't know him that well, why would he send me chocolates? Maybe it's because I am his boss's girlfriend's best friend." "But..." Natalie ran a hand through her hair.

She knew Yvonne was wrong, but she didn't know how to put it into words.

"Stop your "buts". Hurry up and shower, then wait for your big night."

"Yvonne! How dare you!"

At the other end, Yvonne chuckled peals of

laughter.

"Yvonne," whispered Natalie suddenly, "What will the first time feel like?"

It was a small question from Natalie, but it unknowingly struck a chord and triggered Yvonne.

Yvonne's muscles stiffened.

"Sorry Nat, something just came up. I'll talk to you next time." She hung up the phone in a hurry.

Natalie sat baffled.

However, she didn't read too much into it, and just assumed that Yvonne was busy.

Plopping onto the sofa, Yvonne's face was ghastly pale.

What will the first time feel like?

In fact, she didn't know how her first time felt like or knew what happened during her first time at all.

Because it had happened while she was unconscious.

She could only remember that she had passed out drunk, and someone took her to a hotel. When she finally regained her consciousness, she saw blood on the sheets, but no one was to be seen. It was only then that she realized that she was not a virgin anymore. To make matters worse - it was done by a total stranger.

This was also the reason she finally decided to risk everything to climb her way up to the top.

"Sir," she heard someone address respectfully.

Yvonne drew in a stuttered gasp.

Was Jenkins back?

not returned

fortunately, he didn't kick her

yet, it meant that she still had

still husband and wife by

greeted him with an alluring smile,

black coat on that looked

pull off something like this; most

undeniably model material, but that imposing aura

an aloof glance and walked past her

into the bathroom, followed by the sound of running

bit on her lip, racking her

was a

breath, she saw that the bathroom was not locked - she could slip

showers were the best place for sparks to fly,

she pushed the door

stood under the showerhead, stark

his body,

Yvonne who blushed a

figure. His body flexed as he moved in the shower, water droplets trailed down from his abs to his waist and lower. She felt her mouth go dry.

enough to do so. She stood motionless, unwilling to

they were married, he refused to touch her. What was the point of

end, she still couldn't get what

towards him. "Are you taking a shower, Mr. Quartley? Would you like

planes of his muscles, as slow

against her fingers. Yvonne's breath quickened. She was supposed to be the one doing the

brought her lips close to his ear. "Are you lonely, Sir? I can keep

next second, a strong force suddenly pressed down on her

motion sent a jolt of pain towards

kneel in

staring at her with

what she

"Swallow," the man ordered.

on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest

he was drop-dead gorgeous, the thought still filled a wave

it, doing

heard about him, this

Yvonne seductively licked her lips with the

eyes turned dark

up with his

through his hair and tugged hard. Yvonne felt herself melting into a puddle as their lips

he tore himself

towel around his waist and strode out

a credit card her way

Yvonne's breathing paused.

she wanted.

that she was a force not to be trifled with. Yvonne stretched her arms out elegantly, wrapping them around Jenkins's neck as she cooed, "This isn't what I want, Mr. Quartley. What

look at her, his

bedroom door was pushed open with