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?

had not returned since the previous

didn't kick her

not been kicked out just yet, it

were still husband

an

long black coat on that looked

something like this; most people would probably

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

aloof glance and walked

watched as he stepped into the bathroom, followed by

on her

was a good

was not locked - she

were the best place for sparks to fly, were

in a deep breath, she pushed the door

the showerhead, stark

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

was Yvonne who

water droplets trailed down from his abs to his waist

not dumb enough to do so. She stood

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

still couldn't get

Mr. Quartley? Would you like me to join you?" She asked, her

across the hard planes of his muscles, as slow as

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

on tiptoes, she brought her lips close to his

next second, a strong force

a jolt of pain towards her

her to kneel in

at her with lust

she had

"Swallow," the man ordered.

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he was drop-dead gorgeous, the thought still filled a wave

she endured it, doing what she

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

licked her lips with

turned dark

he lifted her up with his strong

through his hair and tugged hard. Yvonne felt herself melting into a

tore

wrapped a towel around his waist and strode out of the bathroom,

card her way

Yvonne's breathing paused.

what she wanted. She didn't

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

at her, his

bedroom door was pushed open with a