Goodbye, My Love

The man who a moment ago seemed to be seeking reassurance now looked like a devoted dog, tail wagging, waiting for her approval.

Yet, this same man had moments ago filled the entire conference room with an overpowering presence that Left everyone breathless This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

This stark contrast triggered laughter in Loraine, and she reached out to pat Marco’s head, grinning as she said, “I don’t need your protection. I won’t let anyone bully me. But you, Mr. Bryant, just ensure you don’t get pushed around again.”

Gazing at this fierce yet emotionally attached ‘big dog’, Loraine was genuinely concerned that he might soften his stance on the Bryant family issue again.

Marco let her pat his head, feeling a bit odd, but he didn’t protest.

He leaned in, their foreheads almost touching, his eyes locked on

Loraine.

“No, I’LL only allow you to bully me.”

The sight of the confident and attractive CEO acting so tender and cute was surprisingly appealing. Coupled with his piercing gaze on her,

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

Loraine shivered involuntarily. She tried to avoid his stare, but he had her cornered in the leather seat, Leaving her no escape.

Blushing and flustered, Loraine raised her head to ask, “H-How much

Longer will you hold me like this?”

Marco, noticing her flushed face, was overtaken by desire and leaned in closer.

The two of them were entwined in the same chair, with Marco holding

Loraine close. Their bodies were so near, their breaths intermingling.

Loraine didn’t attempt to break away, and she didn’t want to.

As she was captured by the intense allure, she found herself closing her eyes.

Suddenly, the sharp ring of a cell phone echoed throughout the meeting room.

Caught off guard, Loraine’s face flushed as she quickly pushed Marco away. She retrieved her phone, discovering that it was Jolie who was calling her.

After the phone rang twice with no response, Jolie gave up and sent a text message instead, detailing some business that Loraine needed to address.

Marco looked at her with probing eyes, a hint of grievance visible in his gaze.

Feeling a wave of embarrassment, Loraine cleared her throat and spoke in a formal tone.

“I-I may have agreed to your pursuit, but I’m not officially your girlfriend yet, Mr. Bryant. Please be mindful of the boundaries.”