The lovebirds shared the same straw and drank the same cup of bubble milk tea in full view of the crowd. All the employees at the entrance cringed at the intimacy between the two of them. "I thought our President doesn't like sweet drinks?"

"I thought so too. I've never seen our President drink bubble milk tea."

"Oh gosh, I'm going to die... They're too sweet. I feel so jealous of looking at them."

Whisper and exclamation rounded the employees as they walked into the building.

With the crowd's attention, Stanley Batton held Xyla Quest's hand and led her into his company.

"Are you sure you don't want it anymore?" He peeked at the nearly finished bubble milk tea in his hand and asked Xyla.

"Yes," Xyla said.

The two of them held hands all the way to the exclusive elevator used by Stanley.

He threw the empty cup into the trash can beside the elevator before entering the elevator with Xyla.

After the elevator door clicked shut behind them, Stanley abruptly stretched out his long arm and pulled Xyla into his embrace.

Xyla tilted her head up and found herself looking at his perfect jawline. "What are you doing? There're surveillance cameras in the elevator. Why can't you just be normal?"

Stanley ruffled his chin against the top of her hair repeatedly. His voice was rich and silky like the sound of

legs

his waist and swung her arms around his neck, pressing their chests together. "What are you

in her veins. "Stanley Batton... Is it that fun to tease

His grin spread to his eyes

don't care." Xyla struggled. "Put me down, please.

she caught a glimpse of the surveillance cameras around

This was so embarrassing!

the security room was watching them

whatever I want in

finished his sentence, they had reached the floor where his

elevator doors gradually

her all the way to his office

when she saw

was hallucinating at that

slapped her face hard and fixed her gaze upon their receding back again. "Is that our President? Would he do

he the cool, apathetic president

office, Stanley closed the door behind him before putting Xyla down on the sofa. His movement was light and gentle as if he was handling a valuable antique or a priceless treasure. He then placed both of his hands on the sofa's backrest, circling Xyla in his arms. "Be

answered

in a mess due

she gaped at the appealing man in

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