The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer by Dream Searcher

Chapter 301

“That’s not it!” I replied quickly.

“You keep saying you’re too busy,” Soren grumbled. “I was worried you’d decided to retreat back into your shell again.”

What? Why did he always think I would regret agreeing to spend time with him?

“No, I really am busy these days. I thought I told you that,” said, feeling a twinge of guilt.

“You still need to eat. How about no overtime tonight and dinner with me instead?”

I felt a bit cornered. I hadn’t finished as much work as I’d planned.

“Can you wait at least an hour? Let me finish some of these things!” I said, giving him my best puppy–dog eyes.

He smiled and leaned toward me. “First, how about a little fanservice for your boyfriend?”

He was tall enough that his whole body cast a shadow over my desk.

I blushed–and glanced around my office.

“No one’s here. It’s just your office,” he said.

I pointed at the surveillance camera. “There’s that.”

“It’s just a ”

Before he could finish, I quickly pressed my lips to his, pulling away almost immediately. I could hardly taste him.

“Good enough?” I asked.

He didn’t straighten up. Instead, he stared at me, looking disappointed.

Finally, he sighed. “Never mind. Go ahead and finish your work. I’ll wait.”

He walked over to the client couch and sat down. I wanted to ask if he wanted something to drink, but then again, maybe it was best to just finish quickly so we could have dinner.

I got to work.

Fortunately, I finished right on time, exactly an hour later.

“Alright, let’s go!” I said, standing up and letting out a relieved sigh.

my coat and scarf.

I passed. Timidly,

took my hand and led

it opened. He looked just as surprised

been working hard, huh?”

something I needed to finish

I could swear he

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go.

from the last

he said, offering his

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it!” I

busy,” Soren grumbled. “I was worried you’d decided to retreat back into your shell again.”

think I would regret agreeing to spend time with

I really am busy these days. I thought I told you that,”

to eat. How about no overtime

bit cornered. I hadn’t finished as much work as I’d planned.

at least an hour? Let me finish some of

smiled and leaned toward me. “First, how about a

body cast a

blushed–and glanced around my office.

one’s here. It’s just your office,”

pointed at the surveillance camera. “There’s that.”

just a

he could finish, I quickly pressed my lips to his, pulling away

I asked.

he stared

sighed. “Never mind. Go ahead and finish

the client couch and sat down. I wanted to ask if he wanted something to drink, but then again, maybe it was best to just finish

got to

I finished right on time,

I said, standing up

coat

as I passed. Timidly, I

took my hand and led me out of

opened. He looked just