"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

he didn't kick her

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

husband and wife by

him with an alluring smile,

long black coat on

could pull off something like this; most people

hand, was able to pull if off any day of the year. Not only was he undeniably model material, but that imposing

an aloof glance and walked past her

the bathroom, followed by

her lip, racking her

a

her breath, she saw that the bathroom was not locked

the best place for sparks to

breath, she pushed the door

stood under the

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

was Yvonne

body flexed as he moved in the shower, water droplets trailed down from his abs to his waist and lower.

do so. She stood motionless, unwilling

married, he refused to touch her.

she still couldn't

shower, Mr. Quartley? Would you like me

the hard planes of

Yvonne's breath quickened. She was supposed to be the one

lips close to his

force suddenly pressed down on

unexpected motion sent a jolt of

her to kneel

Jenkins staring at her with lust burning in

what she

"Swallow," the man ordered.

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thought still filled a wave

endured it, doing what she

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

Yvonne seductively licked her

turned dark with

up with his strong arms and

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

he tore

and strode out of

credit card her way

Yvonne's breathing paused.

wanted. She

her 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.

turned to look at her,

Natalie's bedroom door was pushed open

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