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.

seconds before she suddenly stood up, leaving a huge distance between her and Quill. She anxiously looked for a place to hide. When she saw a lounge, she went in

stayed silent

looked like a little hamster who was caught

in a hoarse voice

opened his mouth, he returned to his

was waiting at the door then

manager came in, he certainly felt that something was odd because the president would usually be sitting at his desk. But he was sitting on the sofa that day, and his clothes seemed a little

was a

After all, everyone thought that he would probably remain single for the

to catch a white cross-shoulder handbag that clearly belonged to a woman by

the belongings,

his eyes

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

are you

low, harsh voice interrupted all his

to simply look around. He smiled awkwardly

he heard this, Quill didn't reach out to take the document from him. The senior manager awkwardly placed the document on

it here," Quill said

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

in the lounge; she dared

sound. When

she realized Quill was talking

demeanor only belonged

felt joyous as if lovely pink bubbles filled her

like

at the office until nighttime, and Quill sent her back home. When the car stopped downstairs, she sat in the front passenger

unbuckled her seat belt for her. His masculine scent engulfed her once

seat. Instead, he looked at her and asked,

back from the clouds. She jumped a little when she realized that

you know where

out of the car window and found that they had already arrived at her place. Her face suddenly turned red. "We've already arrived? I... I was just