When I Was A Wallflower

She was about to turn around when her waist was gripped tightly and she was dragged into the elevator. Her back immediately made contact with the cold wall.

The process happened too quickly, and when she tried to turn around and attack the other person, they caught her hand perfectly and pressed it against the wall. She lifted her leg and tried to get at their lower half, but it was caught and trapped as well. Both their bodies were now pressed together tightly.

"It's me," a low, masculine voice uttered as the other person pushed her hand higher. She glanced sideways to see Leo looking downward, his face nearly touching hers. They were now in an unbelievably intimate position.

"What do you mean by this, Mr. Alston?" His face was dangerously close as his breath tickled her face, making it difficult for her to breathe. She had no choice but to turn her head and avoid him.

His face moved closer, the breath from his lips fluttering against her cheek as he spoke. "Why did you come here dressed like this?"

His long fingers moved against her temple as he tried to remove her wig. He did not like her dressed as a man.

"It's none of your business, Mr. Alston." Amelie was pushed against the wall by Leo and could only shrink into it. However, she was already fully pressed against it; since she didn't know the art of contortion, she couldn't get any further than that. The back of her ear burned as he breathed against it.

"Mr. Alston, can you release me? The way you are pressing yourself against me will make witnesses suspect your sexual orientation."

He merely laughed and did not retreat. "That's better. It will be less troublesome."

Well…

Even if he didn't mind it, she did. She didn't want this to be recorded and eventually hit the headlines.

"When have you become so cheesy?" He would never have said such things back then, even on the brink of death. "I'm more used to the past you."

had been stern and scornful toward her, ensuring they never interfered

he replied. "It's easy for others to see the past

and he would be pestering her from

had no words, and she didn't need all that.

to be some kind of curse inflicted on her. Back then, he ignored all her attempts to win his

change his opinion, so she changed the subject immediately. "Thank you for not exposing my identity just now, Mr. Alston. I owe you a

his focus back to her. He looked into her eyes, suddenly recalling what Victor had said before—the

waist was gripped tightly and she was dragged into the elevator. Her back

been pondering how she could make him let go of her, was puzzled when he relaxed his grip on her but

the garage, and when she turned around, Leo was no longer in sight. She

arrived home, Julia called her. "Sorry, I didn't

fingers played with the sash of her pajamas. "I'm okay. What about you?"

a business deal. It's fine." Julia sounded as careless as she had always been. While Amelie founded Starlight Media, she had given Julia

it. Now that Julia

treated Julia well, but Amelie had learned a lot from her past marriage. The more prestigious a family was, the more relationships would be involved. It would be hard to get by with only love from one's husband. She didn't want

…

only its tall silhouette visible when the lights were turned off. Only the president's office was illuminated

returned to his office after leaving Windy City

sitting somberly with his back to him. He

eyes on the

with his back straight. "I've already checked it out. Miss Dillon submitted the

Holland?" Leo thought this over. Amelie had told him about her mother back in Quinn Town and how she felt that her birth had caused her