"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?

had not returned since

fortunately, he didn't

had not been kicked out just yet, it meant that she

they were still husband

an

had a long black coat on

something like this; most

model material, but that imposing aura of his also

glance and walked past her without a

stepped into the bathroom, followed by

her

a good

saw that the bathroom was

all, showers were the best place for sparks to

a deep breath, she pushed the door open

under the

eyed her indifferently as he lathered soap onto his body, not shy at the least

was Yvonne who

trailed down from his abs to his waist and lower.

She stood motionless, unwilling to peel her gaze

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

she still couldn't get what

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

planes of his muscles, as slow

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

lips close to his ear. "Are you

strong force

sent a jolt of pain towards her

to kneel in front of

saw Jenkins staring at her with lust burning in his

knew what she had to

"Swallow," the man ordered.

Gøøglᴇ to

drop-dead gorgeous, the thought still filled a

endured it, doing

to the rumors that she had heard about him, this was a piece of

licked her lips with the tip of

eyes turned

up with his strong arms and pressed

hair and tugged hard. Yvonne felt herself

he tore

waist and strode out of the

a credit card her way and said,

Yvonne's breathing paused.

she wanted. She didn't want

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.

to look at her,

Natalie's bedroom door was

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