Sumr Monroe didn’t expect Damian Knight to turn passive into active.
By the ti she gathered her thoughts, she was already lying on the car seat, and in the next mont, Damian Knight was pressing down on her.
Sumr Monroe only felt a sudden weight on her, and then her lips were sealed by Damian Knight’s lips.
"Mmm—" she murmured, unable to suppress a groan.
Yet this groan seed to stir sothing masculine in Damian Knight’s heart, instantly igniting desire.
Damian Knight’s kisses beca even more fierce.
"Damian..." She just uttered the first syllable before Damian Knight swallowed all her words.
Their bodies were separated by only two thin layers of fabric, and Sumr Monroe could distinctly feel the changes in Damian Knight’s body.
Her face instantly flushed crimson down to the base of her neck.
This was in the car!
Assistant Shelton was just behind the car partition, seated less than half a ter in front of them!
She was both shy and fearful, worried that Assistant Shelton might hear the commotion behind.
But Damian Knight seed entirely unconcerned by these things, deeply kissing her lips while his hand began to slowly move up from the side of her knee.
Finally, that hand stopped at a forbidden place that had never been touched.
Sumr Monroe was startled, her body instinctively arching up, her legs closing tightly.
She panicked, forcefully pushing against Damian Knight’s chest, saying, "Damian Knight! Watch yourself!"
Assistant Shelton was just sitting in the front driving; was he crazy?
"Don’t worry, he can’t see." Damian Knight whispered close to her ear.
The breath accompanying his words was warm, causing Sumr Monroe to shiver.
She tried to steady her mind, blushing furiously, "But he can hear..."
"Relax, he wouldn’t dare listen."
Damian Knight smirked and kissed her lips once more.
Yet in the next mont, the car suddenly stopped.
Assistant Shelton’s voice ca from the front, "President, we’ve arrived."
Damian Knight’s face darkened, ntally swearing "shit," as he sat up with a grim expression.
Sumr Monroe hurriedly sat up too, frantically tidying her disheveled hair.
Just as she finished, Assistant Shelton got out of the car to open the door for her.
"Miss Monroe, please." Assistant Shelton enthusiastically opened the car door for Sumr Monroe but, upon lifting his gaze, t Damian Knight’s cold eyes inside.
Those eyes were icy cold, bursting with a chilling light that instantly froze Assistant Shelton’s smile.
What’s going on here? Did he do sothing wrong again?
The next second, Damian Knight’s cold voice rang out, "Your year-end bonus for next year is gone too."
"...???" Assistant Shelton’s face was full of question marks, feeling shattered once more.
Sumr Monroe looked at Assistant Shelton’s expression and quickly comforted him, "He’s just joking with you."
"I never joke," Damian Knight said, taking hold of her hand and leading her out through the other side of the car.
With tears in his eyes, Assistant Shelton watched them walk into the villa, sitting back in the car with a mournful wail, deciding to visit a nearby temple as his luck had been too bad lately.
Inside the villa.
Sumr Monroe had just been pulled into the villa by Damian Knight when, in the next second, Damian Knight grabbed her hands with one hand, raised them above her head, and pressed her against the door.
Overwhelming kisses stord upon her, as if wanting to rob her of every breath and sweet sensation.
After who knew how long, Damian Knight finally let her go.
"Huff..." Sumr Monroe breathed heavily.
"Still haven’t learned how to breathe?" Damian Knight asked in a husky voice.
"I..."
Just as Sumr Monroe spoke, she suddenly felt the world spinning, as she was lifted horizontally by Damian Knight and carried straight to the bedroom upstairs.
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