Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

In short, Vera was in a mess.

She still couldn't come to her senses after being kissed for a long while.

Since Quill's meeting ended in the afternoon, and there were no other plans in his schedule, he held Vera patiently for a long time.

When they finally broke away from each other, Vera still felt dizzy, and her body turned to jelly. She could only lay in Quill's arms, grabbing onto his shirt with her soft little hands.

His dark shirt became wrinkled from her grasp, and one of the buttons was undid, revealing his collarbones and Adam's apple.

Seeing that, Vera swallowed a mouthful of saliva uselessly.

"Do you like what you see?" Noticing her subtle actions, Quill's eyes darkened slightly. He questioned as he undid the remaining buttons on his shirt.

Vera's eyes suddenly widened as she asked nervously, "What are you doing?"

"I thought you liked it?"

Quill didn't seem like he was stopping at all. Vera pressed his hand down with her face flushed and stopped him from continuing. She said anxiously, "I don't have to see it even if I liked it!"

Quill stopped what he did as Vera held the arm he used to unbutton his shirt. He looked at the blushing girl, and his lips slowly curled upward.

"Okay, you'll see when the time is right."

Vera was speechless.

Looking at that extraordinarily charming man before her, Vera couldn't help but swallow. Why did she feel... that this man had suddenly become flirtatious? Was it her imagination?

He was as cold as an iceberg in the past, and he became as passionate as fire as soon as their relationship was confirmed?

While Vera was still in fright, there was a knock at the door.

"President Hanover."

A male voice came from outside, ruining the atmosphere.

Quill. She anxiously looked for

silent the

looked like a little hamster

a hoarse voice while doing his buttons, "Come

his mouth, he returned to his poker face and calm

manager who was waiting at the door then pushed

would usually be sitting at his desk. But he was sitting on the sofa that day, and his clothes seemed a little

manager was

After all, everyone

senior managed to catch a white cross-shoulder handbag that clearly belonged

he only saw the belongings,

turned his eyes

was obviously here, yet she hid; was it because she could not be seen? What was that? It

you

low, harsh voice interrupted

his senses and no longer dared to simply look around. He smiled awkwardly and

to take the document from him. The senior

it here,"

Quill's words. He left the office as soon as he placed

in the lounge; she dared

a sound.

the door to listen to the conversation outside, she realized Quill was talking

so that flirtatious demeanor only belonged

felt joyous as if lovely pink bubbles filled her

still felt like a dream

her back home. When the car stopped downstairs, she sat in the front passenger seat

for her. His masculine scent engulfed her once

seat. Instead, he looked at her and asked, "A

when she realized that his face was only inches away

Then do you know where

they had already arrived at her place. Her face suddenly turned red. "We've already arrived? I... I was just thinking about something else." "Hmm?" Quill narrowed