My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Florence was taken aback.

Ernest said in a deep and joking tone, “If you want to do something to me, you can tell me directly. I don’t mind cooperating with you.”

As he spoke, he reached out to wrap Florence’s waist, completely pulling her into his arms.

Florence was shocked. “No, Mr. Hawkins. You’ve misunderstood... hmm!”

Before she finished her words, her lips were sealed by his.

His lips were cold and soft but domineering. His kiss attached her like a thunderstorm. He aggressively enjoyed the sweetness out of her mouth.

Their lips and teeth intertwined, their breath mixing with each other's.

Florence’s mind was blank. Her heart hammered too fast that it almost popped out from her chest.

She couldn’t understand why he kissed her again.

She wanted to struggle, but under his aggressive attack, the strength of her body seemed to be taken away bit by bit. She felt quite fragile, paralyzing in his arms, letting him take whatever he wanted.

Ernest’s kiss became more and more domineering and lingering. His breath was so hot as if it was on fire. With his palms attaching to her waist, he felt dissatisfied and wanted to have more.

And he did want he wanted.

His palms went through the hemline of her clothes and touched her smooth skin. The fire in his body seemed to be burned to the extreme in an instant.

His reason broke down totally.

Every cell in his body exclaimed that he should have sex with her.

Feeling Ernest’s heated palm as if it would burn her skin cracked, Florence felt a huge danger at the moment. Panicked, she suddenly came back to her senses for a bit.

They were still in the garage. What was he going to do to her?”

Florence felt shy and anger. In a panic, she suddenly closed her teeth.

“Hiss!”

Ernest felt the pain, releasing Florence immediately.

was still deep and

the corner of his mouth, looking like a

current charisma could make

It was too much.

tightly. She finally managed to keep sober and

we should

his desire and hummed in an extremely light voice

on the driver’s seat. Without the guts to

dangerous just now. Fortunately, they were in a car. If they were in another place, Ernest would certainly have

a distance

the hormone,

didn’t talk on the way. In the compartment, the ambiguity still remained, which made them both lost in their own

the car in the underground parking lot of

two parts -- one was for the ordinary employees to park, and the other was exclusive

parking lot from the VIP one, because she would be definitely

follow Ernest and get in

arrived on the floor of the CEO’s office,

politely, “Have a nice day, Mr.

at her, his eyes darkened. Without saying

the elevator closed,

his thin lips curled up into a slight smile. Of course, he knew

go downstairs from this floor and changed an elevator to the design department so that she wouldn’t be seen by the

the whole company had already known that

would just be a very poor lie that revealed

floor of Anthony’s office. Then she walked around his office on purpose before taking the ordinary elevator back to

her, she blurted out, “Florence, why didn’t you come to the company with the CEO?

as if she was struck by

did you know I

the monitoring room have

to come back and forth, went up and

those people doing in the monitoring room? Why have you got to know it

focus of attention of all women of our company. As long as he has any movement,

that he came to the company with a

in her mind, feeling deeply