The phrase—be good—had a mischievous kick to it. Vespera knew she probably shouldn''t have said it, as it came off bratty, but sometimes her mouth just didn''t wait for her brain''s approval.

With Wanda and Fawn applying pressure from opposite ends, Vespera''s mood was already very sour.

"What did you just say?" Dominic questioned, leaning in. His voice wasced with trouble.

"The president really shouldn''t be harassing employees on their lunch break," said Vespera, pulling her leg from his grasp.

Dominic had one hand on the back of the couch, leaning in close until his face was just inches from hers. He asked, "Ms. Gildon, did you skip lunch and gorge yourself on jealousy instead?"

His breath warm against her skin, Vespera turned her head and identally brushed her lips against his.

It was barely anything, but for Dominic, it was like tossing a treat to a waiting cat. He chased her lips immediately and said, "I didn''t have much of an appetite during lunch, but I''m hungry now."

And just like that, Dominic kissed Vespera, taking the air from her lungs. He sucked on her tongue and messed up her breathing. When he finally pulled away, he mumbled, "You truly work up my appetite."

Feeling breathless and flustered, Vespera snapped, "Don''t talk nonsense. That doesn''t make sense."fnd151 Original content can be found at find?novel/fnd151

Dominic replied, "Is that so? Must be something wrong with me. I should probably double-check."

Then, he leaned in again. This time, Vespera bit him without hesitation. Served him right for trying his luck twice in a row.

A bite mark appeared on Dominic''s lips. He let go of Vespera, rubbing her lips, and said, "You really don''t hold back, do you?"

Vespera jabbed a finger against his chest and said, "If you don''t back off, the next bite is going here."

Dominic caught her hand and asked, "Where''s the third one going?"

Vespera was confused. Why did it sound like Dominic was actually enjoying this?

Dominic guided her hand downward to rest over his abs. He said, "What about here? You like this spot."

Vespera gulped. Then, she yanked her hand back and turned over, flopping onto her stomach and deliberately facing away from him She huffed Can we please act like professionals? This is my office. You aren''t allowed to stain the couch."  s

Dominicy down beside her, chin resting against the crook of her neck. He

answered, "Alright. We''ll be professional."

Was this his idea of

professionalism? Vespera moved away. If they couldn''t control their bodies, at least they could use their mouths to discuss something important. She said, "So, you came in just to tell me I should move to the penthouse?"  s

Dominic twirled a lock of her hair between his fingers and responded, "It''ll be more secure, and there won''t be awkward run-ins like yesterday again."

Vespera hadn''t really thought about hadny the day before, but what dide to mind was this morning. Running into Luke again hadpletely thrown off her mood. It had probably just been a coincidence, but one meeting was enough to ruin her whole day.  s

Luke lived on the 20th floor. Whether Vespera was going up or down, the chances

of crossing paths weren''t low.

He wasn''t begging her to get back together anymore, but he had found a new obsession, like using her of being pregnant with someone else''s child. It was as if his fragile ego hadn''t suffered enough.

Then, a low voice broke into Vespera''s thoughts. Dominic asked, "Who are you thinking about?"

Vespera was startled. She answered, "I''m just thinking about your suggestion." Technically, it wasn''t a lie.

Dominic didn''t press further. He asked, "So, have you decided? Because once you do, there''s something else I would like you to consider."

Another matter? That instantly set off rm bells. Vespera said warily, "You should tell me the second thing first. In that way, I can evaluate both at the same time."

Dominic pressed a light kiss on her ear and said, "Come to my house for dinner. My parents want to meet their future daughter-inw."