Unexpected Encounter with my Boss

Chapter 70

"Mr. Lewis!" Tiffany tried to stand up, but her legs betrayed her, buckling halfway. She slumped back onto the window seat with a thud.

Fresh from the shower, Vincent emerged from the bathroom. He wore a shirt with top two buttons casually undone, revealing a sliver of pale skin.

The unfamiliar scent in the air instantly triggered an alarm in his head.

Seeing Tiffany's condition, Vincent grabbed the jacket from the bed and instructed, "We need to leave. Get out of this room."

"Sure," Tiffany agreed, but her legs felt like jelly, refusing to obey her commands. Despite her repeated attempts, her anxiety only intensified, rendering her even more immobile. Vincent crouched before her and asked, "Can you stand up?"

Tiffany bit her lip, trying once more, but only to shake her head in defeat. "No, I just can't..."

Without hesitation, Vincent swept her up in an embrace. Her body felt weightless against his strength.

The familiar scent of Vincent's cologne enveloped Tiffany, sending a wave of dryness to her mouth and causing her heart to race erratically.

She licked her lips, her mind a hazy fog, her thoughts scattered and confused.

her a glass of water. Only after she finished did he ask, concern etched

cheeks as she

told the truth, saying, "The incense burning in that room

"How could that

She attempted to stand, but her legs buckled, sending her

middle," Vincent explained simply, trying to soothe her

it a few times, and found it was indeed

watched him

kneeled

locked. We need a key to get out.

said, retrieving it from

up, the

cascading down her shoulders-a picture of pure, radiant beauty. Vincent couldn't tear

over

his gaze, their

intense stare. A dizzying sensation washed over her, like she was teetering on the

forehead still pressed against hers. They tumbled back onto the couch