They remained in a stalemate for a while.
Finally, Justin Battleson conceded, looking at the woman before him.
A woman who endured deep vengeance yet still bravely confronted it. He often forgot, she was just in her twenties, yet she possessed a maturity beyond her age.
He stared into her determined eyes, which revealed unparalleled clarity, and felt so regret. He regretted not having t her earlier in life, causing her to suffer so much pain in the days when he wasn’t around.
Charlotte Thompson was playful, suddenly poking at his chest, "What are you doing? Suddenly staring at ."
Justin Battleson chuckled bitterly, clutching his chest, but his face was sweet as honey. He said, "What’s wrong with looking at sothing beautiful?"
Charlotte felt shy, but Justin’s presence had dispersed much of the gloom in her heart.
Yes, she was very grateful to have t him, a man who would do anything for her.
She raised her head and pecked at his lips like a chick pecking at food.
She admitted that she might have gone a bit overboard, causing Justin to hiss in pain.
But she really wanted to claim him as her own.
"I’m sorry."
Faced with Justin’s icy gaze, she quickly apologized. After all, this move had always worked before.
Watching Charlotte act silly in front of him, Justin was at a loss for what to do.
Reluctantly, he leaned into her ear and threatened, "Wait until we get ho."
Charlotte felt an unprecedented pressure. Seeing the ferocious look on Justin’s face, she knew she was in trouble.
If only she hadn’t been so reckless... But Justin was too attractive.
Those deep eyes, the tall nose, and those soft lips...
Thinking about it all, she suddenly felt rather lustful.
However, when her fingertips inadvertently brushed against his lips, she finally realized sothing was wrong.
Justin swiftly picked her up and sat down, then placed Charlotte on his lap.
Charlotte was shocked. This kind of move, happening in an office of all places, was rather scandalous.
What was going on with Justin? He actually...
She panicked, trying to wriggle free.
But Justin suddenly held her tightly and smirked, his voice becoming raspy:
"I might not be able to wait until we get ho."
Charlotte stared at him, her whole body rejected the idea.
How could this be?
This was her office, where such a thing couldn’t possibly happen. This was too embarrassing.
"No, we need to go ho." She firmly rejected.
But Justin’s hand had already slipped around her back and held her tightly in his arms.
The difference between the temperature of his fingers and her skin caused her to shiver uncontrollably, shifting the atmosphere into one of growing intimacy.
With Justin’s low panting, he even asked, "I won’t go too far, ok?"
Charlotte’s cheeks turned beet red. Looking at the man in front of her, she found herself unknowingly nodding in agreent.
Afterward, she doubted her own sanity, wondering if she had been drugged. How else could she have lost her senses like that.
"Alright."
Having Charlotte’s consent, Justin finally let loose.
His fingers untied her blouse from the back...
He naturally kissed her, and she reciprocated.
The two of them resonated with each other, filling the air with their sizzling chemistry.
"Bang!"
The door was suddenly knocked open. Before Charlotte could stop her, Coco rushed into the room.
Charlotte rose from Justin’s lap and asked, embarrassed, "What’s up?"
Justin Battleson tactically rubbed his forehead, pretending to be calm.
Coco took one look at the situation and suddenly realized sothing was amiss.
But it was too late to back out now.
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