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 like

did

right now, Mr. Quartley?" She asked with

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

pierced right back at

not your place to ask!"

in

cooed alluringly. "Alright, I won't

his

an image vaguely conjured in his

escaped from her lips as she tightened her legs around him in pleasure. Jenkins's eyes glinted for a moment before he returned to

two of them sat

recalled the scandal that went viral

silly scandal between

feel a

attitude, he probably didn't know

was nothing beyond a physical relationship

one another. Jenkins had never really touched her that way; the

only wanted her

that cheating on Jenkins was out of

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

find

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

to tell him first before he confronted her

even though she

knelt behind him and

plenty of practice and was a rather excellent masseur. As Yvonne's soft and petite hands kneaded and pressed against his shoulders, she could

still silent, but he allowed

"Mr. Quartley, have you seen the recent scandal

Jenkins did not answer.

Jenkins must have heard about

a laconic person, she chuckled

she continued, "It was about

up violently at the

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

didn't expect Jenkins to react

whimpered in pain and struggled to free her neck from his

Quartley. Otherwise, why would I dare to tell

grip on her neck loosened

not as influential as you are. I already have you, so why would I get

that she saw Jenkins's gaze soften the teensiest bit as

tight grip on

finally asked in

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 begin accusing me of sleeping my

she held his hand. "I am indeed sleeping my way to the top, but I'm doing