"Prisley, you don't have to go tonight." Heather said, his tone heavy with melancholy."Why not? You already agreed with Steve."Heather drew her closer, his embrace tightening. "I just... don't want you to go." He confessed, his gaze softening, a hint of vulnerability quite different from his previous icy cold.Caught off guard by this rare display of emotion from Heather, Prisley felt a surge of warmth in her heart. Despite being together for four years, she had rarely seen this side of him.Leaning into his chest, she was about to offer words of comfort when Heather abruptly released her, his gaze once again veiled in frost."You can go now." He walked out of the office, leaving Prisley behind.Back at her own desk, Prisley couldn't shake off the feeling of confusion. This man... he had been tender and affectionate moments ago, but now he seemed distant and cold.She sighed, trying to make sense of it all.Meanwhile, Heather struggled with his own confusion. The reason of Prisley'
Heather, the CEO of the Warner Group, returned from a five-day business trip. Unusually, he hadn't taken his assistant, Prisley, with him.Perhaps the few days apart had amplified his longing for her. As soon as he got back to the office, he pressed her against the wall and kissed her fiercely. One moment he was composed, the next he was like a wild animal.They tangled in bed for a long while. Heather's kisses rained down on Prisley's body, sending a subtle electric current through her. Her body tensed, breaths grew heavy. She held him close, her body responding to his touch.Heather entered her, leaning in to whisper, "Missed me?"His voice, low and magnetic, sent shivers down her spine. And she trembled, emitting a faint murmur.A smirk played on Heather's lips as he intensified his movements.Prisley felt her body heating up. The electric current Heather brought nearly overwhelming her. She struggled to suppress her pleasure, biting her lip to avoid making any noise in the office c
She's back.What does that make me? A backup? Prisley felt a pang of bitterness.After years of being together, she had already fallen in love with Heather, but she couldn't say it. In Heather's eyes, she was just the other party in the contract.Heather, now the esteemed head of the Warner conglomerate, held a prestigious position. He certainly wouldn't allow any stories beyond the contract.Prisley had believed that simply loving him in secret was sufficient. Aside from Heather’s occasional temper and gruff demeanor, he treated her well overall.But now that Filla was back, would he still treat her the same? That was the woman he had once desperately longed for, the one who almost drove him to despair.During work hours, she couldn't dwell on personal matters. Prisley quickly adjusted her mood."Eric, is the report ready for the meeting?""Just finished reviewing the data.""Send me a copy. The meeting is about to start.""Lisa, expedite the contract with SSA Company.""Tom, have you
"I don't want to understand.”“And I don't care!"Heather said, adjusting his tie gracefully. He took large strides towards the door."Off to a meeting," he added, not looking back.Prisley held her folder, letting a few tears fall. She quickly wiped them away with a tissue. She adjusted her expression within seconds, and followed up, pretending to be cheerful.Her lips were slightly swollen. And she could still taste the blood. Prisley blinked hard, forcing back the redness in her eyes.In the conference room sat the company's top executives. Heather's brother, Vice President David, looked at Heather arrogantly as he entered."Heather, you're late," David sneered.Heather raised an eyebrow but didn't acknowledge him. Then he took his seat in the middle.Prisley followed behind, nodding slightly at David and gestured at her wristwatch."Mr. Rynn, the meeting starts in 30 seconds." She wouldn't allow her boss to be late, although a slight delay wouldn't have mattered much. She could arr
Prisley felt a chill run down her spine as she walked out. Her back stiffened.As she closed the door behind her, the sound of breaking glass echoed from the office and made her heart skip a beat. She frowned, knowing that Heather had exploded in anger.Prisley walked over to the Secretariat and spoke to Lisa, a secretary. "Lisa, let everyone know not to enter the president's office for the next twenty minutes."Lisa's eyes widened in surprise. "Is he mad again?"Prisley nodded. "Yes. Tell the janitorial staff to be ready." With that, she went back to her office.Heather's temper was unpredictable. Sometimes, he would fly into a rage for no apparent reason. Prisley was the only one who could calm him down.No matter how angry Heather got, a few gentle words from Prisley would restore his peace. This earned Prisley the nickname "Firefighter" among her colleagues.But this time, she was the cause of the fire.Back at her desk, Prisley hid her face behind a folder and let the tears flow.
"Prisley, you don't have to go tonight." Heather said. His tone was deep with melancholy."Why not? You already agreed with Steve."Heather drew her closer and tightened his embrace. "I just... don't want you to go." His gaze softened, showing a hint of vulnerability that was quite different from his previous icy cold.Caught off guard by this rare display of emotion from Heather, Prisley felt a surge of warmth in her heart. Despite being together for four years, she had rarely seen this side of him.She leaned against him, feeling Heather's firm chest. Just as she was about to comfort him, Heather suddenly released her. His eyes turned cold again."You can go now." He walked out of the office, leaving Prisley behind.Heather felt an inexplicable anger. Just because Filla was back, Prisley wanted to leave him. And she seemed determined to do it, showing no signs of changing her mind.Heather was in a bad mood. He wanted Prisley to stay with him tonight. Even if they just stayed in the
"What's wrong? Are you crying?" Heather asked.He turned on the light and saw Prisley's sad face."What happened? Did Steve do something to you?" Heather's voice grew louder."No, he was nice to me. It's just... I met her at the party." Prisley was never one to show her vulnerability in public.It was only after saying goodbye to Steve that she dropped her facade. She walked back slowly, and tears streamed down her face.Heather immediately called Steve."Got it, thanks, Steve." He got the whole story from Steve."I should just leave, otherwise this awkwardness will keep happening," Prisley said, sniffling. Having Heather by her side made her feel a bit better.Heather gently stroked her waist-length hair. "You don't need to care about her at all.""How can I not care? I'm just a fake version of her in your eyes." Prisley lay on the sofa, feeling depressed.Heather's gaze darkened. He reached for a box on the coffee table. "Try this on. Let me see how beautiful it looks."He took out a
Heather froze. His body temperature dropped in an instant. The fire in his eyes extinguished, turning cold as a glacier in mere seconds.Prisley shivered involuntarily.He was always high and mighty, surrounded by admirers, never having been teased with like this.Prisley had been compliant for the past four years, indulging his every whim, no matter how outrageous or demanding. And now she dared to play him?His face darkened like a storm cloud. He looked at Prisley, her once docile and pure face now like an angry kitten showing its claws and fangs."Very well, fulfill the contract. Perfect!" he said through gritted teeth.Heather buttoned up his shirt. Coldly and heavily pressed a kiss onto Prisley's lips before turning to leave.The room's amorous atmosphere vanished instantly. Prisley still felt a chill down her spine. She had actually angered him...She pressed the back of her hand to her lips, which were a bit sore, tasting the metallic tang of blood in her mouth.Two kisses like