You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

The little whimper she had sounded more like she was flirting with him.

Matthew did not give her an answer. He swallowed the fluid lodged in his throat, and once again, locked lips with her. But this time, he acted more like a cannibal who just wanted to tear the woman apart.

Gradually, the kiss became uncontrollable. So were Matthew’s hands. He ran his hands all over Clarissa’s body as if he was looking for the right spot to set her on fire.

While Clarissa was still indulging in the warmth that wrapped around her, she felt a cold air caressing her thighs all of a sudden. Before he could fully pull down her skirt, she grabbed onto it and pleaded, “Please don’t…”

That plea made Clarissa even more irresistible. Matthew’s dark eyes sparkled with the desire to devour her.

Clarissa, on the other hand, was like a helpless lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

“Matthew, no, please…”

“Oh, f*ck!”

Matthew grunted while gritting his teeth. After being consumed by his desire, he stood up immediately and went straight into the bathroom.

Feeling utterly embarrassed, Clarissa immediately pulled down her skirt and tried to regain her composure while sitting on the couch.

Her mind had gone haywire, and at this point, she could no longer think properly.

She only came to her senses the moment Matthew stepped out of the bathroom in a towel. Upon seeing his chestnut-colored skin, his toned chest, the muscles on his abs, and the tool between thighs…

“Oh my God!”

instantly covered her eyes and turned away from

“Why are you naked?”

quirked up. He walked

avoiding his eyes and

her from head to toes

sitting position and pressed her voice,

his urge to smoke and responded, “Why not? You’ll never know till

“What? I…”

his eyes and finally understand what he

hard glint flashed through Clarissa’s eyes. “I’m talking about us being

I was talking about. What were

You were

throat. She had no

a deep breath and continued, “You’re president of Tyson Corporation, and you’re from one of the prominent families in D City. I’m just a country-bumpkin who doesn’t even have

“So?”

and asked casually, “Don’t you

“I…”

She could not bring herself to reject this perfect specimen of a

at the same time. If a man like him showed interest

all-rounder like

a rational person. Unlike some impulsive girls,