.Just as Colt Thornton’s lips, heavy with taste, descended, Titus Zane raised his hand to block them again.
Lying on the bed, her brown big waves spread like a waterfall, enchanting and enticing.
Plump lips slightly raised, the seductive eyes also held profound aning.
"Director Thornton, such impatience, aren’t you afraid of that tigress at ho catching us in the act again?"
Colt Thornton was taken aback, rembering how he had thoroughly satisfied that woman last night. She should still be in bed now.
He laughed and shook his head imdiately, "No, she should still be asleep."
"Oh! Is that so?" The depth in Titus Zane’s eyes seed even more profound.
"Director Thornton really has a lot of confidence in himself!" Titus Zane’s laugh was coquettish, stirring sothing in Colt Thornton’s heart, and that restless part of him started to beco unsettled.
He grabbed Titus Zane’s hand that was covering her lips, kissed the palm, and said with an ambiguously warm smile, "Honey, how could you forget my skills after just experiencing them? You’ve forgotten how wild you were that night..."
Titus Zane felt a wave of nausea. No wonder Lucy said he was such a creep, just looking at him was disgusting, and Lucy really had it hard.
Looks like after this mission, she would have to give Lucy a little extra as compensation.
While Titus Zane was lost in thought, Colt Thornton once again leaned his chubby face in, "Just moan for later, wilder. Don’t worry, the soundproofing here is good, no one will hear..."
"Really? Then what if soone knocks at the door, will that be heard?" Titus Zane’s expression was tantalizingly mocking with a hint of jest in her seductive eyes.
No sooner had Titus Zane spoken than a loud disturbance ca from outside the rest area—listening carefully, it was the sound of pounding on the door.
"Colt Thornton, open this door! Are you hiding a vixen in there again?"
Titus Zane raised an eyebrow, her face full of amusent.
Colt Thornton’s body stiffened. He saw Titus Zane’s chuckling and made to rise, but Titus Zane grabbed his shoulder firmly.
Her voice was soft, enough to lt a man’s bones.
"Honey, you were so eager. Let’s do it now, make it loud, let the tigress outside listen in as well, she can’t co in anyway..."
"Ah ya honey, don’t make it difficult for ." Titus Zane could see the fine beads of sweat on Director Thornton’s forehead.
It was precisely because she knew Director Thornton wouldn’t dare that Titus Zane teased him like this.
Brushing off Titus Zane’s hands, Colt Thornton struggled to get up with his weighty body. Before getting off the bed, he couldn’t resist taking advantage of Titus Zane.
His fat palm patted her derriere, saying, "Be good, go hide in the bathroom and co out later."
"I won’t!" Titus Zane also sat up, protesting unhappily.
"Be obedient, once this deal is done I’ll buy you a villa." Colt Thornton pinched Titus Zane’s cheek, clearly losing his patience.
Outside the rest area, the pounding and swearing continued.
Colt Thornton tidied his black suit, making sure he looked normal before going to open the door.
As he opened the door of the office, Lucy Zimrman’s roar beca much louder.
She pushed Colt Thornton aside and strode in.
"Where’s the vixen! Where have you hidden her!"
Colt Thornton hurriedly turned around to block her.
"Hey wife, what’s got into you so early in the morning? There’s no vixen here, I’m working. Go back, don’t make a fuss and embarrass us in front of the staff!"
"Nonsense!"
Lucy Zimrman halted her steps and glared over.
"You bring a vixen to the company without sha, and I’m the one losing face for catching you cheating?"
Director Thornton...
Left with nothing to say, he knew in his heart that soone must have snitched to his wife.
After this busy period, I must investigate thoroughly. I can’t let my wife have her spies close to .
In a daze, Lucy Zimrman has already pushed open the door and strode into the lounge.
"The vixen must be hiding here! You little temptress, co out now, or I’ll tear your face apart when I find you!"
By the ti Colt Thornton realized what was happening, Lucy Zimrman was already in the lounge. He hurriedly followed after her, relieved to find the room empty.
Thankfully, his sweetheart reacted quickly and had already hidden herself away.
Colt Thornton’s lounge was not small; like others, he had a complete setup with a bathroom and a wardrobe area.
So, since Titus Zane was nowhere to be seen, Colt Thornton felt a weight lift from his heart.
With a lounge so large, finding a place to hide would be all too easy.
But just as Colt Thornton was quietly pleased with himself, Lucy Zimrman’s voice rang out again.
She stood at the open bathroom door, one hand resting on the door fra.
"You? Why are you here again!" At first, Lucy’s tone was questioning, but as she caught on, it beca unfriendly.
Saying she’s Director Moore’s woman, if she really is, what is she doing running to my husband’s office? And going into his lounge, even using the bathroom...
Titus Zane was calmly washing her hands, looking as if she had just relieved herself.
She looked at Lucy Zimrman with a smile and said, "I wasn’t feeling well just now, so I borrowed Mr. Thornton’s bathroom for a mont."
Lucy Zimrman’s fur bristled instantly.
"Nonsense! There are plenty of restrooms in the office, but no, you had to weasel your way into my husband’s lounge! What are you really up to?"
In the midst of her ranting, Lucy Zimrman turned and shouted at Colt Thornton, "Colt Thornton!"
Scared out of his wits, he hurried over to placate her in a low, humble voice.
But before Colt Thornton could speak, he saw Titus Zane turn off the tap, shake off the water droplets from her elegant fingers, and with a flick of her eyes, she pointed towards the bin next to the toilet.
"Madam Thornton, do you think a woman could do that sort of thing when she’s not feeling well?"
Following Titus Zane’s gaze, Lucy Zimrman looked over and saw a sanitary pad stained with bright red blood lying in the trash bin.
Lucy Zimrman’s lips twitched, ready to retort, but then she heard Titus Zane speak again, unhurriedly.
"I’m not sure about what Mr. Thornton would do, but Nathan, he would never force ."
This left Lucy Zimrman dumbstruck, standing by the bathroom door, stamring and slow to react.
"Oh, my dear wife, I’ve already said it’s a misunderstanding, why won’t you believe it?"
Colt Thornton tily intervened, secretly giving Titus Zane a thumbs-up behind her back. This woman was not only beautiful, but also quick-witted.
"Heh, I see." Lucy Zimrman laughed awkwardly.
Drying the droplets off her hands, Titus Zane passed by Lucy Zimrman with an uplifted chin and walked out.
The situation abruptly changed; Lucy Zimrman, who had just been causing a scene about catching an adulterer, imdiately put on a smile and followed behind Titus Zane.
Watching her sit down pompously in Colt Thornton’s office chair, she casually picked up a docunt that the secretary had brought in.
Seeing Titus Zane picking up the file about the M.O. cooperation, Colt Thornton wanted to speak up to stop her, but looking at his wife standing by, he held back.
Fine, she wouldn’t understand it anyway. It’s just for show.
Titus Zane randomly flipped through it, set it aside, and then picked up another one.
She briefly glanced through it as well, then closed the folder with a snap, placing it on the office desk and resting her hands on the armchair, looking at the slightly uneasy couple.
"Mr. Thornton, since the contract is all drafted, I will go back and discuss it with Nathan, and we can sign it this afternoon."
"Yes, yes." Although he knew it was all an act, Colt Thornton cooperated enthusiastically.
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