My Heart only Beats for You

Yvonne's breathing hitched.

She had forgotten herself.

Since she had already lost what little composure she had in the first place, she might as well lose it till the end.

Yvonne grinned flirtatiously, "No, I'm not done just yet. From today onwards, you're officially my husband. It's only natural forto stare as much as I please." As soon as she finished, Jenkins's gaze darkened.

A moment later, Yvonne gritted her teeth, stood on her tiptoes, and kissed Jenkins.

The man did not respond, leaving their exchange wholly one-sided.

Unfortunately, Yvonne was barely experienced in this particular area herself, and she almost bumped into Jenkins's teeth several times when kissing him.

In a voice that was soft with a hint of seductiveness, she said, "Sir, a little reaction would be nice." "Do you want me?" Jenkins's bass whispered in Yvonne's ear.

When he spoke, his hot breath blew onto Yvonne's earlobe.

Yvonne's felt her body go limp, her knees buckling a little for no reason.

"I do." Her voice beceven more shy.

"Then beg me." Yvonne bit down hard on her lower lip.

She had already gone this far, there was no point in pretending to be a virtuous lady anymore.

Yvonne lifted her gaze, a coquettish expression on her face, "Sir, please, I want you." As soon as she finished speaking, Jenkins's mouth crushed onto hers with force.

This time, Jenkins was the one leading.

Yvonne could only feel the whiff of strong male dominance engulfing her. All of a sudden, a sharp pain cut sliced her lips. S~Earch the (F)indwebsite on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.

Jenkins was biting her lips.

Yvonne's heart tightened.

She knew that Jenkins had such a fetish.

This small action of lip-biting might not even be anything to him.

Since she had made her choice, she had to bear with it.

While enduring Jenkins's domineering kiss, Yvonne suddenly tasted iron in her mouth.

The blood was a result of Jenkins' lip-biting.

The bleeding cut seemed to drive him even wilder, his skilled actions more urgent and tenacious.

He spun Yvonne around and pressed her against the windowsill so that her back was facing him.

As her body pulsed, both tingling and aching at the stime, Yvonne made a weak mental note that he liked to do it from behind.

The next instant, her dress was torn off her body.

Yvonne's heart hammered wildly as she shivered in fearful anticipation.

Rumors about Jenkins' sex life was a well-known gossip in the entertainment circle; there were claims that a woman had been driven mad by him in bed. Yvonne wondered how he planned to torture her afterward.

Then, at the most critical moment, Jenkins's movements cto an abrupt stop.

Yvonne was puzzled when she suddenly heard his voice ringing in her ears, "Do you like me?" Yvonne's body stiffened.

She did not expect him to ask that at such a moment.

She was completely dumbfounded.

Jenkins could clearly gauge her reaction.

A flash of agitation crossed his dark eyes.

He loosened his hands and said, "Get out." The two words coming from his lips never sounded colder.

A look of panic and regret washed on Yvonne's face.

She knew that she had offended Jenkins.

"Sir, I'm sorry. I..." Jenkins did not listen to Yvonne's explanation, but simply strode off and left her standing in the cold of the room.

Yvonne slowly put on her dress that had been thrown to the floor seconds ago.

For quite a while, she stood there, completely stupefied.

Moments later, Yvonne walked into the bathroom and saw her own reflection.

The red lips on her pale face were particularly obvious, giving off strangely seductive vibes.

Yvonne touched her lips - warm, soft, but also very, very swollen.

Jenkins was like the devil.

She had to be careful when dancing with the devil.

She made another mental note to not annoy Jenkins next time.

Meanwhile, Natalie had gone back to the villa and put Hayden to bed.

However, she could not fall asleep, all because of the big boss' phone call.

As soon as his number flashed across her phone screen, Natalie's heart raced so fast she was afraid that it would jump out from her chest.

She sneaked into the living room with her phone.

After she answered the call, her heart cto a halt for a few seconds.

"Hello." Natalie's voice was uncertain.

"Natalie." The man's low and hoarse voice sounded in Natalie's ear.

"Yes?" Her fingertips trembled.

"What are you doing?" Knowing that they have settled on a topic, sof Natalie's nerves ebbed away.

"I read a book with Hayden, then put him to bed. Before going to bed, I even got him to drink a cup of milk," Natalie said.

However, there was a small detail that Natalie had left out.

When she asked Hayden to drink the milk, he was unwilling at first. He fussed that it was tasteless and that he wanted to juice instead.

Natalie took on a serious tone and said sternly, "Do you want to be as tall and handsas your father in the future?" Hayden's eyes immediately lit up, "Yes, I do!" "Your daddy is tall and handsbecause he always drinks milk!" Natalie said.

After hearing that, Hayden gulped the entire cup of milk down.

"You sure have your way with him. Every tI give him milk, he'd just refuse to drink it," Tobias said with a laugh.

Natalie giggled.

Her "solution" was a little shameful.

"Natalie," Tobias suddenly said, "Do you like Hayden?" Without any hesitation, Natalie answered, "Yes." Fate was truly a wonderful thing.

The first tNatalie met the little boy, she had already found him to be a delight.

When it cto him, she suddenly had all the patience in the world to meetbread take care of him, to read books with him, and even accompany him to sleep. God knew how she becsuch a considerate woman.

"Do you likethen?" "I d-" Natalie stopped abruptly.

Wait, what was the big boss saying? He was asking if she liked him! Natalie nearly fainted.

"Mr. Whitlock, I am your employee." Natalie's eyelashes fluttered rapidly.

"Can't employees like their boss?" The man's voice was clear and sweet.

Natalie swallowed.

Perhaps it was because it was just a phone call, Natalie felt a little bold through her nerves.

Plucking up her courage, she asked, "Mr. Whitlock, what do you mean by that?" She was really confused; everything that had happened that day puzzled her.

Her mind melted away into a state of confusion again. No matter how hard she tried she just could not understand what he meant. "You don't understand?" Tobias's tone rose slightly.

"I don't," Natalie answered honestly.

When faced with matters of the heart, one's logic and intelligence tended to be reduced to that of a primary school student's.

With Tobias did not beat around the bush, "Natalie, if you don't understand HI tell you then." He said with strong emphasis, "I like you, I like you very much." After spending stwith her, Tobias could see that Natalie did not dislike him.

It was tfor him to slowly show her his intentions.

Natalie's mouth suddenly turned dry.

Her hand, which was holding the phone, was shaking, nearly causing her to drop her phone.

"Mr. Whitlock, you really aren't gay?" She asked, her voice strained.

"My body's reaction to you is self-explanatory. Do you really think I can be gay?" The scenes from the past slowly emerged in Natalie's mind, and her face began to flush.

"Mr. Whitlock, why do you like me?" She asked, mustering all her strength.

How could the big boss like her? Clearly, she was just an ordinary employee of the YS Group.

"I just like you. I liked you the moment I saw you." Tobias's warm voice was full of affection, like honey.

Thump, thump, thump.

Natalie's heart was beating faster by the second.

"But I was so poorly dressed the first tyou saw me," she muttered softly.

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