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

did what

to do it right now, Mr. Quartley?"

this twice already, and yet, he still refused to sleep

right back at her like ice

your place to ask!"

drew in a stuttered

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

remained silent, his perfect

moment, an image vaguely

and the heavenly moans that escaped from her lips as she tightened her legs around him in pleasure. Jenkins's eyes glinted for a moment

two of them

recalled the scandal that went

silly scandal between her

could feel a

probably didn't know about it

nothing beyond a physical relationship - well, to be more accurate, it was not

yet to have gotten completely physical with one another. Jenkins had never really touched her that way; the way she much preferred him

wanted her to use her

their fake, contractual relationship, Yvonne knew very well that cheating on Jenkins was out of the question; he would never allow that

her about it, it would mean that

he would find out about it

scandal had been made viral and had become the topic of all gossip, and with Jenkin being a mogul in the entertainment industry,

decided to tell him first

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

on the sofa, Yvonne knelt behind him

was a child, she would often massage her father's shoulders, so she had plenty of practice and was a rather excellent masseur. As Yvonne's soft and petite hands kneaded and pressed against his shoulders, she could feel his entire

silent, but he allowed her to massage

Yvonne asked, "Mr. Quartley, have you seen the recent scandal on

Jenkins did not answer.

Jenkins must have heard

laconic person, she chuckled

softened as she continued, "It was about Kyle, the

tense up violently at the mention of

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 a chokehold,

Jenkins to react this

and struggled to free her neck

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

grip on her neck loosened a

you are. I

that she saw Jenkins's gaze

released the tight

happened exactly?" He finally asked in a

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

and batted her eyelashes at Jenkins as she held his hand. "I am indeed sleeping my way to the top, but I'm doing