She walked down the corridor and stopped in front of the president’s office. Then, she knocked on the door. "Come in." A deep voice rang from the other side of the door. She stepped inside and looked into the room. A man was sitting behind a mahogany table. He wore a dark gray suit paired with a tie and looked very solemn. He had sharp facial features and a tight frown. Furthermore, his aura was grave… “President.” Jenna walked in and set the document on the table before remarking politely, “Here’s the document you asked for." Quinn did not even glance at the document but stared at Jenna instead. The table was not very tall and since Jenna was standing some distance away from the table, he had a full view of her from head to toe. She was wearing a black office outfit with a short skirt, exposing her slender legs. She had an indescribable, alluring charm that still maintained an air of professionalism. Upon sensing his silence, Jenna bowed faintly. "President, if
After one of Jenna’s colleagues finished reading the email, they slid over on the swivel chair and told her, “When the president wanted you to bring up the document to him, we thought it was because he had a crush on you…” “Was Mr. Forester only calling you up to lecture you? No wonder you looked upset when you came back." “Do I?” Jenna touched her face self-consciously. "Yeah.” The colleague nodded and asked curiously, "Mr. Forester always looks so gentle. Was he very angry when he lectured you?” When Jenna returned to the department, she was still wondering what sort of cover story she should give her colleagues to dissuade their gossip. Since the email managed to help take some heat off her, she decided to play along. With that, she sighed weakly and gestured. “You know how it went down.” Her colleagues went silent. The sudden intrusion of the email drastically changed the atmosphere inside the company. When Jenna went to the canteen for lunch, she was no l
At last, Aunt Lily relented and let Jenna take her to the airport. Even before Aunt Lily went into the boarding section, she was still holding onto Jenna's hand and repeatedly telling her to take care of herself. Tears were swelling in her eyes. "Miss, if you're ever in a bad mood, just call me and don’t do anything stupid.” "Yeah." Jenna nodded obligingly before gesturing with a smile. "Alright, Aunt Lily. Go on now.” “Alright,” Aunt Lily said reluctantly, entering the boarding section. By the time Jenna drove home from the airport, it was already past eight in the evening. When she drove past the entrance of the underground garage, the security guard informed her, "Miss, a gentleman is waiting for you in the lobby." Upon hearing this, her first thought was that Kevin must have forgotten his access card again. That was exactly what he had done the last two times he went out. Still, she was slightly puzzled. Kevin had lived here with her for a while now and the
Quinn felt a surge of rage burning inside him. Furthermore, he could smell the faint sweetness of the cake. He gulped before making his approach. Jenna was still devouring the cake when she suddenly felt a touch on her shoulder. She almost shrieked when she felt her balance thrown off. She was still holding onto the fork when she was carried into a sitting position on the table. "What’s wrong with…” She barely had time to catch her breath when she felt a hot sensation on her lips. Due to the relatively low height of the dining table, the man had to bend over. His palm was wrapped around Jenna’s face and he was hungrily kissing her lips. He licked all the cream from the corner of her mouth before forcefully prying her lips open and hooking the tips of his tongue with hers… He could taste everything Jenna ate from the sweetness of the cream to the fruitiness of the mango. As if that was not enough for him, he pressed his hand along her back and pulled her into him
Quinn's sight landed on Jenna's lips. He watched as she licked the corner of her lips and accidentally licked her hair as well. He felt his stomach swelling with heat. He immediately kissed her. Jenna refused to yield and continued to struggle, but the physical strength difference between their genders was too vast. Before long, her clothes were tousled. "Quinn, don't touch me!" Her face turned pale. Then, she briefly turned over and shot him a look. Since she could not overcome him with strength, she would use her words instead. “You’re so old, don’t you feel ashamed putting your hands on a young lady like me? "Let go, do you hear me!" Quinn frowned slightly when he saw Jenna running her mouth even in this state. "I'm only nine years older than you, don’t make it sound like I’m fifty years old.” Jenna sneered. "If you're fifty years old, you’ll be a creep for even putting a hand on me. I should call you ‘grandpa’ in that case too.” "..." “If you need to do i
Quinn had barely touched Jenna a handful of times. There was the time at Sparrow Garden when Sam knocked on the door just as they were about to get it on and interrupted them. The other time was at Maxim Hotel. At that time, Jenna was under the effect of the drug. It did not feel like they were doing it because he felt more like a tool. This time, Quinn got to fully savor the tenderness of her skin. Every part of her was sweet and savory. When he bit into her skin, it was full of the sweetness of her body that was not too overwhelming. They went at it until the sky darkened. At one point, there was a sudden pouring rain that raged furiously against the window. Inside the dimly lit room, the cushions of the bed were thrown into a chaotic mess. The air conditioner had been turned on but the air inside the room was still humid with sweat. Jenna was curled up slightly lying next to the man. The hair resting down the sides of her face was drenched with sweat and clung t
It was past eleven when Jenna woke up. She glanced at the time on her phone and nearly jumped out of bed at first, but then she relaxed when she remembered Quinn giving her permission to take the day off. Noting that there was nobody else in the bedroom, she figured that Quinn must have left. She threw on a nightgown before stepping out barefoot. She had barely reached the living room when she saw Quinn coming out of the pantry. He wore a white shirt paired with black trousers. He looked fresh and vibrant, even with a look of satisfaction on his face. "Why are you still here?" Jenna asked instinctively. Quinn glanced at her, his eyes lingered on the collar of her nightgown for a second. "Your house is my house as well, why can’t I be here?" Jenna was speechless. She recalled how the house was bought with Quinn’s money, so there was certainly no way she could chase him out. With that, she licked her slightly chapped lips before walking past him into the pantry t
Later, Jenna was so tired that she could not tell the difference between day and night anymore. She woke up at two separate intervals to get something to eat… By the time she opened her eyes again, she had to frantically pack her things and rush off to work. There was a meeting in the morning. It was just a casual small meeting with a handful of colleagues. Jenna was lost in a daydream throughout the meeting. She was wondering what came to her that night that made her believe whatever Quinn told her. In the end, she decided that it must have been his masculine charms that got the better of her. Now that she was fully awake, she realized that all the explanations that the man gave were full of flaws. "Okay, why don’t we all take a break and come back in ten minutes." The team leader took the remote control and paused the stream of data on the screen before heading out for a drink. One of Jenna’s colleagues swiped a look at her. "Jenna, you kept your head down the e