NovelBarChapter 2982 Soon, the receptionist called the internal Line.
She said in a pleasant voice, “Mr. Waston, the president of Fowler Group is here. Are you ready to meet him now?" Marcus was paying him a visit? Albert couldn't help but smile. “Yes, please bring Mr. Fowler to my office.” In just a couple of minutes, Marcus took a private elevator to come up.
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He was good-looking and held a prestigious position, making him the dream of many women working at Waston Group. However, none dared to approach him, because they were aware that he was already in a relationship.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMelissa's office was located right beside the CEO's office.
The office had walls made of glass that stretched from the floor to the ceiling. This allowed anyone to see inside when the blinds were lifted.
As Marcus walked through the hallway, he saw Melissa inside her office.
She had caught a cold from being out in the rain and had felt unwell since the morning. Now, she was running a fever.
She had fallen asleep on her desk.
(Eagles) Her face looked delicate and slightly pale, but there was a hint of blush on her cheeks. Her dark hair draped over her shoulders which added to her charm.
From where Marcus stood, he could even glimpse her collarbones.
She looked especially slender at that moment.
He couldn't help but recall how gentle and soft Melissa felt when she was on top of him, and the way she looked when she was glistening with sweat...
These thoughts made Marcus stir unintentionally.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe was uncertain about how to interact with Melissa in the days ahead, but he couldn't shake off his deep yearning for her. Marcus hadn't been intimate with any woman other than Melissa.
His desire made him feel tense all over.
Eventually, he made his way into her office.
Melissa's desk was cluttered with various items, including business cards from car dealerships, booklets from jewelry stores, and brochures from day care facilities and kindergartens.
Marcus touched her desk lightly.
It was like he was taking a glimpse into Melissa's world.
Suddenly, Melissa snapped awake.
But she was still groggy, unsure if it was morning or afternoon, or if the figure before her was real or just a figment of her imagination. She stared at him and whispered his name, “Marcus?”
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