Drenched in Love

When he got upstairs again, Stephen's footsteps became light. And when he entered the bedroom, he had a faint smile. He turned around and was aware of his mood at the moment, his face became dark.

The next morning Sophia got up early. She washed and went to the company to eat breakfast. At noon, she hurried as fast as she could to clean up the president's office on the 28th floor.

Because Sophia came many times, the secretary outside the president's office had been used to it. She only took a look at her and did not stop her.

Sophia carefully pushed open the door. From the gap, she found Stephen was not there, so she felt relieved. Immediately she took water, threw the cloth into the basin and began to wipe the table and the floor.

There was a layer of light footprints on the floor. Sophia squatted down to wipe it. Along the footprints, she reached the door.

This was not the door she came through, but the door to the inner room in the president's office. The president's office was originally much larger than this. Stephen ordered people to build a wall here and install a door. If it was late at night, he stayed in this office. Did she need to wipe it?

Sophia wondered. The inner door was ajar, and not fastened. Sophia saw from the gap and found it was quiet inside, there should be no one in there. In front of her eyes were footprints.

After thinking for a moment, Sophia gently pushed open the door, continued to wipe footprints holding a rag.

The president's office was simple outside and even simpler inside, with only a coat hanger and a simple single bed. Further inside, there was a small bathroom. The bed was a little messy with things piled up.

Sophia bent her head to wipe the floor. When she wiped to the bedside, she got tired and her waist painful. She stood up supporting the side of the single bed.

got up, she felt something wrong under her hand, soft and warm, as if there was something alive

In panic, Sophia stood unsteady and fell on the floor.

nap in the break room at noon. Suddenly he felt someone grabbed his hand. He woke up, opened his eyes, and saw the face that appeared again in his dream last

mouths slightly opened, she knelt on one knee and looked at Stephen. Then she was to get up and escape. But before she could stand up, Stephen grabbed her wrist, dragged her and pressed down on the bed. Then he lowered her

was the feeling! That

a voice in Stephen's

Sophia walked into the bridal chamber. He

woke up, his face turned pale. Sensing the wetness of his pajama pants from

Sophia's red lips hard, and his hands began to

are

that, but his body was clamoring for her. He was losing control of

She just felt her hand in pain and could

by one and she would soon be naked, she bit

up. He looked at her in disbelief, and the expression on his face became more and more ferocious, just like the morning he woke up

it was even more

was drunk and unconsciousness. And now...He clearly knew what he was doing, also knew that the person under his body was not Jessie but

the button on the shirt, fled out of the president’s office. She

her colleagues had not come back. Sophia sat in her chair to calm down. She felt relieved when she saw that there was