sex-me boss.

Maggie had come home early from work and was cooking when she heard the doorbell ring. She knew it couldn’t be Olivia, who was still enjoying her engagement to Damon. Betty had been the one to visit her, but she’d never laid eyes on her since. She simply continued what she was doing when she heard the doorbell ring again, insistently. She wiped her hands and went to open the door. She hadn’t expected to see this man at her door, yet she’d spent the whole night struggling to forget him. She didn’t know how he knew her address.

-So we don’t let guests in?

-I don’t remember giving you the invitation, so you don’t have to do anything here.

-my she-devil wants to get her claws out. Either you let me in or I’ll take back what I had to give you, so what’s it going to be?

Maggie looked at him warily. She knew he couldn’t come all the way to her house to hurt her, and to reassure herself that her body would be found if this man ever killed her, she took out her phone and sent a message to Olivia, alerting her to James’s presence in her home. She pushed herself aside and let him in.

-Don’t worry, I’ve already told someone about your visit to my house, so if you want to hurt me, know that you’ll be found by the police.

James looked at her and couldn’t help laughing as she blushed. He had no idea she was paranoid. The little she-devil was even scared – he’d never have believed it. He crossed to her kitchen as if he’d asked her to make himself at home.

-I didn’t think people took so much liberty in other people’s homes.

Don’t worry, she-devil, I know you don’t have a man in your life, and I wonder why, even though you have a natural charm that turns people’s heads.

She wasn’t sure if it was a compliment or just a remark, but the seriousness with which he said it excited her. She bit her lip as she went to check her sauce.

-Well, I don’t think you came here as a courtesy. What are you doing here?

-I came to bring you this and it still amazes me that you didn’t realize you’d misplaced it.

Perhaps because she’d spent all night and all morning thinking about him, she hadn’t realized she’d forgotten her pouch. This was to be expected, since she hadn’t put anything important inside. The day before, as he was walking her home, she hadn’t stopped staring at him, especially at his lips, which attracted her like a magnet. He’d offered to give her a lift after Damon and Olivia had left.Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

-Don’t you say thank you?” James asked her arrogantly.

She wanted to make him swallow his arrogance, but what was worse was that everything he said or did fed her desire for him. Without denying it, he was very handsome and she would have liked to taste a little of the passion of the flesh with him.

-Is Maggie Syer dreaming or fantasizing about my body?

She flushed. This man was not for her, he was going to break her and she didn’t have the strength to stay home crying because she had patients every day. She went to stop the fire on her sauce and decided to leave the kitchen when James held her by the arm. She was pulled back to his chest and without understanding, he crushed his lips to hers. She clung to his shirt, which clung to her skin, bringing out her muscles. He was such a good kisser that she didn’t want this moment to ever end. She’d dreamed of this so much that she’d put aside her fear and worries just to enjoy this moment. He pressed her even closer to him and she felt his erection against her belly, causing her body to fill with embarrassment.

-Don’t be embarrassed, my devil, you’re the cause of all this.

She had lowered her head and lost all confidence. Maggie soyer didn’t know what to say in front of a man, even though it wasn’t one of her habits. James captured her lips again and kissed her as if he were punishing her.

My vengeance still holds, she-devil.

Without further ado, she watched him leave her apartment while she was still daydreaming. Her lips were burning and her lower abdomen was on fire.