"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

just yet, it meant that she

they were still husband

with an alluring smile,

long black coat on that

most people

year. Not only was he undeniably model material, but that imposing aura of his also

aloof glance and walked past

bathroom,

her

was a good

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

best place for sparks to fly, were

she pushed the door open

the showerhead, stark

eyed her indifferently as he lathered soap onto his body, not

was Yvonne

the shower, water droplets trailed down from his abs to his waist and lower. She

She

to touch her. What was the point

she still couldn't get

a shower, Mr. Quartley? Would you like me

glided across the hard planes of his

the one doing the seduction,

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

force suddenly pressed down

motion sent a jolt of pain towards

her to kneel in

Jenkins staring at her with lust burning

she had to

"Swallow," the man ordered.

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drop-dead gorgeous, the thought still filled a wave of nausea

it, doing what

she had heard about him, this was

licked her lips with the tip

turned dark with

with his

hair and tugged hard. Yvonne felt herself melting into a

tore

towel around his waist and

credit card her way and

Yvonne's breathing paused.

wasn't what she wanted. She didn't

main 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

look at her, his gaze

nine-thirty, Natalie's bedroom door was pushed open

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