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

did what

want to do it right now,

yet,

back at her like ice

not your place to ask!" He

in a

quickly regained her composure and cooed alluringly. "Alright, I won't ask if you

silent, his perfect features

that moment, an image

grunts of a man as he pressed himself against a woman, and the heavenly moans that escaped from her lips as she tightened her legs around him in

of them sat there

scandal that

between her

could feel a headache

he probably didn't know

between Jenkins and her anyway. What they shared was nothing beyond a

completely physical with one another. Jenkins had never

wanted her to

on Jenkins was out of the question; he would never allow that to

didn't question her about it,

he would find out

viral and had become the topic of all gossip, and with Jenkin being a mogul in the entertainment industry, how could he not

first before he confronted her about

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

Jenkins sitting on the sofa, Yvonne knelt behind him

father's shoulders, so she had plenty of practice and was a rather excellent masseur. As Yvonne's soft and petite hands kneaded and

still silent, but he allowed her

have you seen the recent scandal on

Jenkins did not answer.

knew that Jenkins

person, she chuckled dryly to

she continued, "It was

violently at the mention of Kyle's

so cold and intense, it was borderline murderous. Literally in a chokehold, Yvonne let out a small squeak in both

Jenkins

and struggled to free her neck

false accusation, Mr. Quartley. Otherwise, why would I dare to

grip on her neck loosened

influential as you are. I already have you, so why would I get

have sworn that she saw Jenkins's gaze soften the teensiest bit as he stared at

tight grip on

exactly?" He finally asked in a

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

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