you little liar
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6 Chapter Six; you little liar
Joleen tried to free herself from his grip, but it seemed like he had no intentions of
letting her go just yet.
He still has her pinned to the wall, even though her hair had someone covered a great
deal of her face she still saw the little smirk on his face, he seemed to be enjoying
everything about this.
He moved one of his hands to her face, moving her roughed hair away from her face
His face was very close to hers while he wore a smirk before slowly looking down her
lip and immediately back to her eye. He seemed to be watching her carefully and she
wondered why.
She noticed his grip soften on her waist, his other hand still flickering through her
hair. Her slender fingers had subconsciously moved on his shoulders so her attention
was drawn back to the fact that she was touching her shirtless boss.
"You little liar: She heard him say.
"I will like to go now, Joleen said moving her gaze through his face, his hair seem to
have slightly fallen to the side on his face.
"Why are you in such a hurry? I'm the one hungry, his gaze was still fixed on her, but
she tried not to get caught in his domineering eyes again so she just looked through
his shoulders.
"Look and me when I speak to you" She heard him command before he reached her
face and directed it to his.
Twill need to go get my stuff and leave now. She spoke in a soft tone while her eyes
showed tenderness.
She noticed his smile grow into a laugh before he even moved his face further
towards her. Their lips brushed causing Joleen to melt and wonder what a kiss with
this man would actually feel like. He was too close to her, in fact, they were breathing
the same air at this point. Well the air from his lungs didn't seem bad at all because it
sent a sweet sensation down her tummy.
"If you think I will fire you, then you can't read the room," he said before moving his
face away from her and then letting her go.
Tell the chef to prepare me some oysters, she is got forty five minutes left. He said
moving back to his previous position.
Twant you to serve me yoursel
Dennis directed his gaze to her, as he watched her leave without questions
He sat at the mini office chair, resting his back on it.
He let outa little laugh, how nervous she seemed under his embrace.
Ms. Joleen was his domestic staff after all, that was the missing puzzle he had been
trying to decipher.
"She wasn't actually such a good liar because each time he asked her that question
during the interview she always fell dumb for few seconds while her hand twirled on
her dress.
Her voice had sold her out. The same soft but stable voice. He laid back on the chair
and thought about how great she scented, how her soft eyes managed to sell her
innocence.
She might be confident sometimes, but she was fragile too.
"This is not good," he muttered.
"She is your staff and students: He added. He snapped out of his thought and now his
mind had dropped on the ornament box his mum had gotten him on his 32nd
birthday. He would be thirty three soon, but not too soon.
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