Unexpected Encounter with my Boss

Chapter 71

Tiffany bit her lip.

Finally, she blurted out, "Mr. Lewis, shouldn't you be getting back to Ms. Harrison? She's waiting for you at home."

Vincent's fingertips pressed against the corner of her lips, brushing them firmly. "If you agree, I'll sort things out with her."

Tiffany didn't understand what he meant by "sort things out with her". Before she could think further or ask any questions, Vincent leaned in close, his nose almost touching hers as he gazed intently at her lips. He was a tightly wound coil-he yearned for her yet held back for fear of scaring her away.

Slowly, he tried to restrain the surging heat within him and ignite a spark of desire within her.

"Tiffany, you smell so good." Vincent tilted his head, his cheeks brushing against Tiffany's as his deep voice resonated in her ear.

"Mr. Lewis..." Tiffany looked up at the ceiling, her eyes slightly dazed.

She couldn't resist such seduction.

Vincent kissed her earlobe, sucking it

last vestiges of her sanity teetering on the edge. "Tiffany, say you want this. Just say it." Vincent's voice was a persuasive

were a seductive trap, and Tiffany sensed the raw struggle for control within him, mirroring her

waged a desperate war in her mind, bringing tears to her eyes. Just as reason threatened

Lewis!" Tiffany shouted, a wave of cold dread washing over her. Her voice trembled

His expression hardened into a glacial mask

the couch and strode toward a chair. Standing on

"A hidden camera."

in his mind that Charles was behind

he found Tiffany curled up like a frightened bird, her head buried in her

over him. He was the man who'd always been the target of seduction,

was that

to the bathroom and splashed cold water on his face. When he returned, he found Tiffany fast

and found it was burning. It seemed she was in for

wrapped it in a

cooling compress on