He's the one.

I landed a hard slap on Arthur's cheeks, oblivious to the fact that he's a guy.

Yeah. I know it's inappropriate to raise your hand at a guy, but in the case of Arthur, I can't help myself.

He'd just gone too far with his words and actions. "You must leave my house right now." While scrunching my brows, I declare authoritatively.

"I'm sorry." Arthur knelt down once more. "What do you really want from me? If it's money?" When I question him, he shakes his head sideways.

I scuffed. "So you want free sex?" I inquired because, since he stated that he does not require money, then it means that the latter needs otherwise.

"I don't want that Cornelia," he said, and I scuffed again, shaking my head sideways because it's ridiculous, but I'm now negotiating with Arthur. "So you want a position in my company, huh?" I inquire, because if Arthur is aware of my identity and past, he is also aware that I own a company.

"I don't need any of that Cornelia," Arthur said, still on his knees.

Arthur belie