Scarlet crossed her hands over his neck to hold his head in place and kissed him full on the lips. All the pent-up hunger and passion of the day poured out of their lips as Scarlet slipped her tongue between his lips and sought his. He responded by grabbing her face hungrily and kissing her back roughly. When they pulled away for air, scarlet had already lost every sense of moral. "Please, I need you right now." Her voice sounded so desperate and needy in her own ears but she didn't care. She reached out and grabbed his cock through his pants. He was as hard as rock. "Careful what you wish for, love," Jamal grunted, moving his hands to the neckline of her dress and pulled the zipper down, pulling her dress down to her waist, followed immediately by unhooking her bra, exposing her tits. His eyes looked like they were about to fall out of his head as he stared at her tities. "Fuck, fuck it!" He growled, and quickly reached for it. His fingers sank into her soft flesh a moment before

The following afternoon, Jamal was buried beneath a mountain of paperwork.For someone who had once dreamed of owning a successful company, he was beginning to realize that no one ever talked about the endless documents that came with the position.His desk looked less like a CEO's workspace and more like a battlefield.A tired sigh escaped him as he loosened his tie and leaned back in his chair.Suddenly, a knock on the door interrupted his suffering.Without looking up, Jamal replied, "Come in."The door opened.Jamal continued signing a document."There won't be any more paperworks for today once I'm done with this, Evelyn." He blurted absentmindedly. No response came.Instead, he caught the faint scent of a familiar perfume.His pen stopped moving and slowly, he lifted his head.And immediately smiled."Scarlet."She stood near the doorway looking effortlessly beautiful in a tight shirt with long buttons and a flare skirt, one hand holding a designer handbag while the other reste

Scarlet stepped out of the restroom connected to Jamal's office, looking every bit as composed as she had when she first arrived.There was no trace of the heated moments they had shared minutes ago.Her blouse was neatly buttoned, and her skirt sat perfectly in place.Her makeup remained flawless.Only the slight flush lingering on her cheeks hinted that anything out of the ordinary had happened.Jamal was standing near his desk, fixing his watch and attempting to straighten a collar that refused to cooperate.A smile tugged at Scarlet's lips.The mighty CEO of Lincoln Group looked far more troubled by a stubborn collar than by the billion-dollar company he now controlled."You know," she said, folding her arms across her chest, "for a man who runs a multi-billion dollar company, you're surprisingly helpless when it comes to dressing yourself."Jamal glanced up. "I dressed myself just fine this morning."Scarlet walked over and adjusted the collar for him. "Clearly not."Jamal laughe

The entire drive home was a total torture.Jamal couldn't remember half the roads he had taken, or the traffic lights he had stopped at.His mind was elsewhere.Back in that conference room... To the moment he had looked up at the projector and felt the blood drain from his face.Even now, his hands tightened around the steering wheel at the memory.Weeks.He had spent weeks preparing that presentation.Reviewing numbers, studying market trends, rewriting entire sections whenever he felt they weren't strong enough. There had been nights when he had fallen asleep with his laptop still open and mornings when he had woken up thinking about nothing except that pitch.And yet, somehow, Andrew had walked into that room carrying every single page of it.Not something similar, or something inspired by it.His actual presentation.The realization still made him feel sick.The gates of the Lincoln estate slowly opened before him, pulling him from his thoughts.As soon as he parked, he climbed o

Scarlet sat motionless behind the steering wheel, she had left immediately Jamal returned from his errand, under the pretence that something urgent came up.That was a complete lie, she had left because if she had stayed a minute longer with the amount of files she'd stolen from Jamal, her conscience might trick her into destroying it, and never handing it over to Andrew.Her fingers remained tightly wrapped around the steering wheel while her thoughts churned restlessly inside her head.For the first time since accepting Andrew's offer, the mission no longer felt simple... Despite being the best in the game, Scarlet feared that she's lost control of the situation; her heart was in total control now and that was more dangerous. She closed her eyes; the memory of Jamal's smile appeared immediately.The way he laughed; the way he looked genuinely surprised whenever she teased him.The way he spoke respectfully to her... No one has ever treated her with that much respect, like she matte