Chapter Sixty Three - Caught

ROSITA LAUREN’S POV

I was gasping for air after he broke his kiss against me. This time, it was hot, and possessive, as if he was thirsty for me as well.

Just when I thought that we were done when he suddenly hoisted me up for me to be seated on the desk of the vanity table.

He crashed his lips against me again. His tongue made my knees wobble as if it was trying to invade my well-being.

“M-Master, we have to go or the food will get cold,” I muttered, but he kissed my neck, which forced me to close my eyes because it felt so good.

How can someone make me feel like this? How can he easily make me lose control of myself? I never imagined myself being in a situation like this before and it’s making my mind go dysfunctional.

He didn’t say anything after he said those words until he kissed my lips again and someone harshly opened the door.

“Boss–woah!” Judeo screamed while cupping his mouth and eyes, but was still peeking at the small holes in between his fingers.

“I-I’m sorry! I’ll