"Wait a minute!" Selena had bent over to pick up the proposal scattered on the floor, but Pierre grabbed her wrist and pulled her up. Subsequently, he pinned her to the table. "You flung the proposal at my face, yet you're going to brush it off with a mere apology?"

Selena felt as though her waist was about to snap. "So, what do you want?"

"To kiss you."

"Don't go overboard!"

"There's no such word as going overboard in my vocabulary."

Selena glared at the man in front of her. How I wish to just shoot him!

the table while her legs were under the table, making her waist ache like hell. Abruptly leaning down,

as his hands roamed all over her waist. When hot breaths slapped her

even took off your clothes the previous time, so why are you feigning

"No!" Selena struggled wildly.

Pierre restrained her hands

waist was about to snap any moment. "Stop, Pierre Fowler, you b*stard! This is a meeting room, so anyone

fear? This is my territory!" As Pierre spoke, he unfastened her buttons one by one,

the abyss in his eyes. Am I truly going

was a knock on the door. "I'm here with the coffee you requested, President

Fowler Corporation and not Empire Group, so Pierre wouldn't truly act recklessly. He straightened up at once and pulled Selena up

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