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.

before she suddenly stood up, leaving a huge distance between her and Quill. She anxiously looked for a place

silent the

like a little hamster who

a hoarse voice while doing his buttons,

mouth, he returned to

manager who was waiting at the door then pushed the door open

was odd because the president would usually be sitting at his desk. But he was sitting on the sofa that day, and

manager was a little

simply ignored them. After all, everyone thought that he would probably

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

the belongings, but

his eyes to the

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

you

harsh voice interrupted all his

to his senses and no longer dared to simply look around. He smiled awkwardly and said, "Nothing, President Hanover. You need to

heard this, Quill didn't reach out to take the document from

leave it here," Quill said

Quill's words. He left the office

the lounge; she

sound. When

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

that flirtatious demeanor only belonged

of this, Vera felt joyous as if

like a dream to

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

her seat belt for her. His masculine

he unfastened her seatbelt, he did not retreat into his seat. Instead, he looked at her and asked, "A

a little when she realized that his face was

know where

at her place. Her face suddenly turned red. "We've already arrived? I... I was just thinking about something else." "Hmm?" Quill narrowed his eyes. "Didn't you say