Talented Heiress: A Rose With Thorns

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Wilson narrowed his gaze thoughtfully. But before he could think deeper, Yvette stuffed a piece of pastry into his mouth.

“Your injury hasn’t healed completely. Try not to use that hand.”

“I get to receive such treatment after being injured?” Wilson snapped back to reality and swallowed the pastry that Yvette fed him. He smiled happily and chuckled.

“I wish I was injured all the time, then.”

Hearing his words, Yvette frowned. She glared at Wilson with her beautiful foxy eyes. Noticing that Yvette was angry, Wilson

immediately apologized. He pulled her into a tight embrace and kissed her on the forehead.

Wilson said, “I’m sorry, please don’t be angry.”

Yvette leaned into his arms, and Wilson tightened his grip around her waist. His gaze was uncontrollably fixed on Yvette’s lips.

Yvette could sense his fiery gaze. She pulled him in and planted a

kiss on the corner of his lips. But Wilson’s gaze was intense, and he swallowed hard. He looked very alluring and sexy.

“Baby, you kissed me first this time…”

Before Yvette had a chance to speak, he leaned in for a deep kiss. Eventually, the situation began to escalate out of control.

Wilson swept everything off the desk and onto the floor, then urgently placed Yvette on the desk. His arms were locked tightly around her. Yvette hooked her arms around Wilson’s neck and continued to kiss © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

him.

“Mr. Quinn, I need your signature for this contract…”

Hearing the knock outside, Yvette suddenly snapped back to her senses. She was worried that somebody might catch them doing such things in the office.

Yvette’s ears were flushed red. She tried to pun Wilson away, but he refused to let her go. Instead, he kissed her even harder.

“Mr. Quinn…”

Not hearing a response, the management–level employee outside knocked again. He turned the doorknob, and it seemed as if he was going to enter the office at any moment.

Yvette became extremely nervous. Wilson kissed her on the neck and assured her with his deep voice, “Don’t worry, baby. He won’t come

inside.”

As expected, the doorknob turned, but the employee didn’t dare to enter Wilson’s office without permission. The employee then turned around and left.

As the footsteps became more distant, Yvette finally relaxed. She glared at Wilson, cursing, “Asshole.”

Yvette’s eyes had turned a little red, and her lips were swollen, too. She looked pitiful. Wilson controlled his urge to continue kissing her, choosing instead to plant a light kiss on the corner of Yvette’s eye.

He said gently, “Yeah, I’m an asshole.”

Still angry, Yvette bit Wilson on the arm, leaving behind a deep bite mark. Wilson gasped in pain. But when he saw the bite mark, he

chuckled.

“Baby, are you leaving an imprint on me?”

Yvette was dumbfounded by his dirty remark.

After Wilson’s many advances, Yvette decided she would never visit

him at work again.