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.

seemed

she did what

it right now, Mr. Quartley?" She

had done this twice already, and yet, he still refused to

right back at her

your place

drew in a stuttered

cooed alluringly. "Alright, I won't ask

remained silent, his

image vaguely conjured

and the heavenly moans that escaped from her lips as she tightened her legs around

them sat

recalled the scandal that went viral

scandal between

feel a

he probably didn't know

beyond a physical relationship - well, to

another. Jenkins had never really touched her that way;

her to use her

very well that cheating on Jenkins was out of the question; he would

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

would find

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

tell him first before he confronted her

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

the sofa, Yvonne knelt behind him and started to knead his

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

was still silent, but he allowed her

asked, "Mr. Quartley, have you seen the recent

Jenkins did not answer.

Yvonne knew that Jenkins must have heard about it

indeed a laconic person, she chuckled dryly to

"It was

felt Jenkins's shoulders tense up 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 a chokehold, Yvonne let out

expect Jenkins to

to free

she explained, "It's a false accusation, Mr. Quartley. Otherwise,

on her neck loosened a

not as influential as you are. I already have you, so

senses; Yvonne could have sworn that she saw Jenkins's gaze soften the teensiest bit

tight grip on

finally

"Ever since you made me the female lead, netizens began questioning my 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 knew people would

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