I Got Married Without You

Chapter 588 Paul’s Manual

of Winning Girls Over Wasn’t

Working

He approached Amelia, his towering figure creating an inexplicable sense of oppression.

다.

Seeing that he was leaning in close, Amelia stepped back, a little nervously, to keep the distance between them.

The eyes of the man underneath the glasses estimated their distance before taking another step forward.

Subconsciously, Amelia retreated, but he was persistent in doing

the same.

As the cycle continued, Amelia found her lower back pressed against the desk, nearly forced to sit on it.

A little embarrassed, Amelia held her head up to look at James.

“You…”

The man leaned over, pressing her against the desk as he whispered softly in her car, his raspy voice uttering, “Amelia, I’m here to sign the contract.”

Amelia leaned further back, her gaze falling on him from atop his head. “Okay… You don’t have to get so close…”

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corners of James’ lips quirked as he leaned in some more, sticking his lips to Amelia’s ear.

postures, so we shouldn’t be bothered…”

the warm seductive breath tickling her neck, scorched

her head to one side in uncomfortableness, Amelia gave James a forceful push before getting off the desk to walk

she assumed the posture of a “boss” waiting for a business talk as she beckoned James to the couch, with

Evans, please take

wearing a white professional suit with a clean bob

in his arms, but he feared that he would terrify her if he acted too hastily.

resisted the urge to pounce on her and settled on the couch

he had taken his seat, Amelia called out to the

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wall, Andrew sealed his mouth up with his hands. The helpless Neil could only gawk at Andrew’s handsome face as the two

guy disturbing James, how could he have held him back in such an “ambiguous”

posture. He cursed inwardly, “You’re taking me as a woman by putting me against the

to her feet, intending to do it herself when James grabbed

hand.

force, Amelia fell on his lap. Her heart jolted in fright as she hurried to get back up.

I don’t

would you like to drink then, I’ll get it

to leave, but he held her

gaze moved to her pink pillowy lips. They seemed to be… very thirst-quenching.

of Winning Girl…

at her red lips, Amelia knew what he was thinking as she tried to break free from his embrace

down hard, and with the repulsing force, she had finally managed