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

just yet, it meant that she still had

husband and wife by

greeted him with an alluring

a long black coat on

pull off something like this; most

pull if off any day of the year. Not only was he undeniably model material, but that imposing aura of his also gave him an impression that he was a man of

cast Yvonne an aloof glance and

stepped into the bathroom, followed by the sound of running

her lip,

was a good

bathroom was not locked

place for sparks

she pushed the door

the

he lathered soap onto his body, not shy at the least

it was Yvonne who

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

dumb enough to do so. She stood

refused to touch her. What was

end, she still couldn't

Mr. Quartley? Would you like me to

across the hard planes of his muscles,

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

on tiptoes, she brought her lips close to his ear. "Are you

a strong force suddenly pressed

sent a jolt of pain towards

to kneel in front of

up, Yvonne saw Jenkins staring at her with lust

what she had to do

"Swallow," the man ordered.

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thought still filled a wave of nausea in her

endured it,

she had heard about him, this

the urge to throw up, Yvonne seductively licked her lips with the tip of

eyes turned dark

his strong arms and

tugged hard. Yvonne felt herself

tore himself

around his waist and strode out

a credit card her

Yvonne's breathing paused.

wanted. She didn't

attraction in the entertainment circle. She wanted to prove herself to everyone who had once looked down on 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. What I want is to

to look at her, his

door was pushed open with a