My Heart only Beats for You

Yvonne noticed that Jenkins seemed to fancy paintings very much.

She found herself not being able to tear her gaze off him. The intimidating air around him seemed to have fizzled out when he was facing her with his back. At that moment, he looked elegant and intelligible. Yvonne sucked in a shaky breath and wrapped her arms around his waist from behind, purring, "Mr.

Quartley."

Leaning her head against his back, her voice came off incredibly seductive.

She felt his muscles stiffen in response, then relaxed soon after.

Jenkins continued to stare intently at the painting, remaining silent all the while.

Yvonne had long since gotten used to this.

She had been with him for quite some time now, and as she saw it, Jenkins wasn't just cold and aloof, he was also a man of little words.

Plus, Yvonne didn't know what else to say to him, either.

She might as well get down to business.

"Would you like to take me to bed, Mr. Quartley?" She asked, licking her lips.

She knew he asked her here for this.

Rather than waiting for him to spell it out for her, she'd rather suggest it herself.

Jenkins turned around, his gaze locked on her face.

Yvonne bit down on her lips and winked, her expression extremely flirtatious.

As his gaze cruised her figure, Jenkin's breathing quickened as well.

Yvonne took a few steps closer towards him, almost standing chest to chest. She pressed her hand against his abdomen, her hand trailing downwards ever so slowly. Kneeling on the floor, Yvonne gasped in surprise when her hand met her target - she could barely wrap her hand around it.

Jenkins was undeniably a well-endowed man.

Desire and lust burned in his eyes, his expression thirsting.

Stifling a groan, Jenkin threaded his fingers through her hair and pushed her head forward with force.

His gestures were rough and thirsty, pulsing with desire from waist down.

Yvonne's scalp throbbed slightly in pain.

When he was done, Yvonne swallowed it all.

She didn't want to.

Jenkins seemed to

she did what

it right now, Mr. Quartley?" She asked with

and yet, he

back at her like ice

your place to ask!"

drew in a stuttered

"Alright, I won't ask if you don't want

his perfect features

image vaguely conjured in his

escaped from her lips as she tightened her legs around him in pleasure. Jenkins's eyes glinted

of them sat

that went viral

silly scandal between her and

feel a headache

Jenkins's attitude, he probably didn't know about it

between Jenkins and her anyway. What they shared was nothing beyond a physical relationship - well, to be more accurate, it was

completely physical with one another. Jenkins had never really touched her that way;

her

cheating on Jenkins was out of

if Jenkins didn't question her about it, it would mean that he

find out

viral and had become the topic of all gossip, and with Jenkin being a mogul in the

decided to tell him first before he

think that she was guilty even though she was not and had done nothing inappropriate to begin

behind him and started

and was a rather excellent masseur. As Yvonne's soft and petite hands kneaded and pressed

he allowed her

"Mr. Quartley, have you seen the recent scandal

Jenkins did not answer.

Jenkins must have heard about it

person, she chuckled dryly

continued, "It was about Kyle, the famous director,

violently at the mention of Kyle's

down on the sofa. His body straddled over her, clutching at her neck with a glower in his gaze so cold and intense, it was borderline murderous. Literally in

didn't expect Jenkins

and struggled to free her

she explained, "It's a false accusation, Mr. Quartley. Otherwise, why would I dare to tell

grip on her neck

and he's not as influential as you are. I already have you, so

chokehold that stupefied her senses; Yvonne could have sworn that she saw Jenkins's gaze soften the teensiest bit as he stared at

the tight

He finally asked in a hostile

background. No one believed that I had the ability to score the role. Then, I happened to run into Kyle at the studio, so I took a photo with him and posted it on Facebook. Who

way to the top, but I'm doing it with you. How could