"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

he didn't kick

she had not been kicked out just yet, it meant

husband

an alluring smile,

a long black coat on that looked extremely

like this; most people would probably just look

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

glance and walked

stepped into the bathroom, followed by the sound of running

her

a good

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

were the best place for sparks to fly, were

breath, she pushed

stood under the showerhead,

his body, not shy at the least with his naked body

Yvonne who blushed a

he moved in the shower, water droplets trailed down from his abs to his waist and lower. She felt her mouth go

do so. She stood motionless, unwilling

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

the end, she still couldn't get

taking a shower, Mr. Quartley? Would you like me

fingers glided across the hard planes of his muscles, as slow

be the one

to his ear. "Are you lonely, Sir? I can keep you

next second, a strong force suddenly pressed down on her

sent a jolt of pain

kneel in front

saw Jenkins staring at her with

she had

"Swallow," the man ordered.

Gøøglᴇ to

thought still filled a wave of nausea in

she endured it, doing what she

the rumors that she had heard about him, this was

seductively licked her lips with

eyes turned

her up with his strong

hair and tugged hard. Yvonne felt herself melting into

tore himself

and

credit card her way and said, "It's

Yvonne's breathing paused.

she wanted. She didn't want

everyone who had once looked down on her that she was a force not

look at her,

nine-thirty, Natalie's bedroom door was

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