Mr. Douglas Leonel snapped to, gazing at the tousled woman in his arms, slowly coming to his senses.

With a forceful shove, he pushed her away.

Anika tumbled to the floor, red-faced and humiliated. Shed almost had him.

With years of business savvy, Leonel could read her intentions.

Without another word, he straightened up, composed himself, and casually remarked, My bad, mistook the situation.

As he made to leave, Anika rushed up, embracing him from behind.

right? Why fight it? After a moments hesitation, Leonel pushed

downstairs, he phoned the driver to scoop him

the driver took in

a breather. Catching a whiff of potent perfume, he murmured with eyes closed,

The driver hastily agreed.

the dead of night, the sleek black

spilled from the second floor,

pulling out a pack

Leonel didnt step inside

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