You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

Of course, it has to be very, very deep.

Matthew was moved when he heard her reply.

Given that Clarissa seldom said anything sweet to him, let alone openly declare her feelings for him, how could Matthew not be delighted?

With a wave of his hand, the few members of senior management with whom he was having a meeting left in shock. What they had just seen and heard was a side of the president that they had never dreamt of seeing.

They could still feel the aftershock of what they have witnessed when they replayed Matthew’s expression in their minds.

Meanwhile, listening to Clarissa’s voice, Matthew requested in a bassy tone, “Clare, can you say that one more time for me, please?”

Smiling smugly, Clarissa burst into crisp laughter that could be heard over the phone.

“Repeating it won’t make it special anymore,” she declared on purpose as she found teasing Matthew way too exhilarating.

No wonder he enjoys teasing me so much. Waiting for his response is just so exciting.

Matthew didn’t say much other than sneer, “Clare…”

Pouting her lips, Clarissa exited the elevator. With no one around, she walked toward Matthew’s office with a smile on her face.

She didn’t make a sound as she wanted to give him a surprise.

Finally, the office door suddenly swung open and she was swept off her feet by Matthew. As she screamed in surprise, the door closed behind her. Pinning her against the door, Matthew lifted her chin and asked in a deep voice, “Are you going to repeat it for me or not, hmm? Clare, I want to hear you say how much you want me.”

Pursing her lips, Clarissa didn’t respond as she tried to struggle against him.

With a glint in his eye, Matthew let out a domineering and insidious smile.

“Let’s just save it for next time…”

Before he finished his sentence, he planted his lips on hers. Regardless of whether she was willing to repeat her words, a kiss was always the better option.

Knock! Knock!

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door behind them. Panicking, Clarissa wanted to struggle free but Matthew intensified his kiss instead.

“Mr. Tyson?” They heard Donnie’s voice.

But with both of their lips locked, Matthew didn’t bother to respond. Donnie left shortly after.

After a long while, Matthew picked Clarissa up by her thighs and wrapped them around his waist. Both of them continued to kiss passionately while their bodies tightened against each other.

Soon, Clarissa grabbed onto Matthew’s hair, motioning him to let go of her.

She had no idea how long their kiss lasted, but she was sure that it was definitely more than ten minutes.

Even if she didn’t suffocate, she could already feel her mouth go dry.

Luckily, Matthew finally let her go but still carried her in his arms, as if he was carrying a child. Sitting down in his office chair, he placed her on his lap.

With their foreheads leaning against one another, he gave her nose a peck before asking in a raspy voice, “Clare, you really like me, don’t you?”

“Yea, yea. I like you very, very much…”

didn’t reply, he would

loved her so much that he just couldn’t keep his

“Good girl…”

eyes at him in her mind, she wondered what

you read

but burst into laughter. In her first book, she had written a

idea of Matthew reading a story

“Hahahaha…”

back, Clarissa laughed so hard that she could hardly catch

did she stop

really happy that you read my book and support my work. Haha… I am so

I did read your book. And as you have said, I’m very supportive of your

that’s good to

was still missing something, enough

worry too

in the comments section. You were discussing with your readers how to have a good time in bed, and you sounded as if you’re

she suddenly wished for the ability to turn back time. Can I

Obviously, no.

caressed her waist with his fingers while talking

the discussion were largely theoretical and too vague. Likely because you lack practical experience. It’s just too fake and not realistic at all. Isn’t a good author supposed to

“Haha…”

felt like shutting him

“Uncle Matthew, don’t you know the censorship board has been clamping

“Is that so?”

to sacrifice yourself as

Matthew

he looked as if he was about

if she

realized it was premature to think

suggested in her novel. Instead,

I want to

“Erm…”

excuse

and eyes glistening in response, she didn’t

feelings, he didn’t force her. Instead, he lowered his head and bit her lip forcefully, venting the frustration that he was

he was really busy and she didn’t want to

in no mood to do anything else. Hence, she dropped

Clarissa approach. After ending the call shortly, Ellie turned her attention toward

is it? Is something bugging you? Or did you get

“No.”

her head. Ellie was her one and only best friend and there was no one else for her

which made this topic particularly

with it, Ellie

“Err.. ahem! ahem!”

Choking, Clarissa blushed intensely.

knew she had guessed correctly. Sitting down, she asked intently, “Is Uncle Matt not able to get it

“Ahem… ahem…”

Clarissa coughed even louder.