The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frank felt something on himself just as he was going to close his eyes for a nap.

He looked down to find Aria’s hand on his lap, her elbow pressing against him as she leaned toward him.

Frank shot her a cool look, only for her to smile and loosen her collar button, exposing herself without a care.

Her legs were crossed, her stilettos already off her feet as she brushed her thigh–high socks against her leg.

And when he did not react, her hands started to move boldly up Frank’s thigh… but he caught her just before she reached his belt.

Frowning, he growled under his breath, “Keep your hands to yourself.” Aria simply flashed a bewitching smile, though she stayed in line after Frank warned her.

men’s room, intending

promptly followed him, squeezing her way into his cubicle even before he

crazy? This is the men’s room.‘ Aria smiled nonchalantly.

still doesn’t mean you can come in, and I’m someone, y’know. Just leave already.” “No way.” Aria pouted, shaking her head. “And you saw that lingerie earlier, didn’t you? I’m wearing it right now… Would you like to check it out?”

that the girl could

I won’t try to fight Winter for you. No, I’d even help you win her over. I can give you anything she can give too, and even what she can’t.” Frank stared at her mascara–covered cheeks, amused by her invitation. “Why do you insist on throwing yourself into my

you can have me any way you want.” Frank rolled his eyes–shameless people were