Mia’s voice echoed from the left. I turned towards the sound and saw her waving at .
I approached her, only to find a secluded corner, shielded from the sun and hidden behind a wall of humming air conditioning units.
"Didn’t you ntion bringing lunch?" I asked, noticing her empty hands.
"Co over here!" Mia beckoned, her voice dripping with seduction. "Are you scared I might eat you?"
I chuckled in response. "You’re the one known for eating people."
She pulled out her phone. "Relax, I’m not recording anything. I don’t have any hidden caras or recording devices on ."
Despite her reassurances, I remained skeptical. She stomped her foot in frustration. "Fine, if you don’t trust , co and check for yourself. If that’s not enough, you can record a video. That should suffice, right?"
"Alright, but rember, you suggested it."
I swiftly retrieved my phone and opened the cara app, feeling a sense of security wash over .
However, as soon as I neared her, she seized my hand, looped her arms around my neck, and pressed her voluptuous body against mine. I could even feel the softness of her breasts.
I quickly raised my hands in defense. "Mia, I didn’t touch you. Don’t try to fra ." Ignoring my protest, Mia tiptoed closer. A chill ran down my spine, followed by a tingling sensation that made my body shudder involuntarily. "Mia, what exactly are you trying to do?"
"You called a wretch, didn’t you? Now, I’m going to prove my innocence!"
"Innocence? How? Don’t tell you’re still a virgin?"
I snorted in disbelief. What was this woman up to?
"So, you have a thing for virgins? Well, how about this? I’ll undergo a restorative surgery, and then let you experience that feeling. Would you like that?"
Her words were becoming increasingly provocative, but I had to admit, the image had already taken root in my mind.
She had successfully aroused my desires. Her fingers traced a gentle path along my cheek, the other hand tentatively exploring my waistband.
"What are you trying to do?" I questioned, my voice steady.
Catching her wandering hand, I halted her further advances. "If you have sothing to communicate, use your words. There’s no need for physicality."
"William, do you find attractive?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper.
Her breath, sweet and intoxicating, washed over my face.
’This woman,’ I thought, ’she knows the art of seduction all too well.’
"There’s no one else here, don’t fret. I promise to make this comfortable for you..."
I pushed her away gently, my gaze critically assessing her. "Mia, this isn’t right."
Her lips ford a small pout, her eyes reflecting a sense of hurt. "I know my reputation isn’t the best, but I’m not what you accused of being. I’m not the woman who spends three nights with a client. Those are all false allegations."
"I admit, I’ve employed so questionable tactics, but I swear, I’ve never shared a bed with anyone!"
I regarded her with an unwavering gaze. If she hadn’t been with anyone, then what was she attempting just now? Was she trying to gauge my physical developnt?
I observed her theatrics in silence, my phone discreetly recording the entire encounter.
She leaned into once more. "William, you’re attracted to , aren’t you? I rember when you first joined the company you couldn’t take your eyes off . I’m a woman, after all. Those repugnant n only desire my body. If I accompany a client, they’re bound to get inappropriate, so I’ve shifted my focus to colleagues."
"So, you’re implying you’re being coerced into this?" I asked, a hint of laughter in my voice. If this had been earlier, I might have entertained her advances, but now, I found it repulsive!
"Tell , what do you truly want from ? A position as a project assistant, or are you aiming to snatch my orders?"
A six-million-dollar project, undoubtedly the company’s most significant single project in recent years. If she could secure the role of project assistant, even without a bonus, she’d certainly receive an excellent rating at the year-end evaluations. Naturally, this would lead to a more substantial year-end bonus.
The critical factor was the additional benefits. Jessica ntioned a net profit of forty percent, and I was sure that was calculated after deducting these benefits.
Mia’s face registered a mont of surprise, but it vanished quickly. She leaned in, her voice a soft whisper in my ear. "Just being a project assistant is enough. If you agree, I’ll be your personal assistant from now on! No one can interfere."
"Fine. I have no objections, but whether Jessica and lody agree, I can’t say."
Having Mia as a project assistant wasn’t an impossible idea. For the project assistant role, lody would undoubtedly want to install her own confidante, making it easier for to be frad.
"So, you’re agreeing?" Mia’s face brightened with surprise. "As long as you give the go-ahead, I’ll handle the rest."
I offered a small smile. "Can you guarantee you’ll obey ?"
"I can," she declared, her lips brushing my cheek. "If you don’t trust , you can give orders now, anything goes."
’This woman,’ I thought, ’she has no sha,’ her hands daring to venture into my pants...
In that mont, my worries evaporated. The video on my phone was evidence enough. If Mia decided to stir up trouble, it would spell disaster for both of us, and she was too cunning to risk that.
But to degrade herself for a re project assistant position?
This woman undoubtedly had more intricate plans. I needed to remain vigilant.
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