Taylor Gibson is a tomboy who dresses in a male way every day. Only her parents know she is female. Claude is only 23 years old, but he has made great success in the business field. So Taylor is deeply infatuated with him and she takes him as her idol. After graduation, Taylor works very hard to gain a job in Claude's company. And she does it. She finally becomes Claude's secretary. During working hours, Claude gradually finds the Taylor is so persistent, patient, and diligent. Gradually, he likes Taylor. At first, he is so amazed about his affection for a "man". But as time goes, he finds Taylor is a sweet girl, which makes him happier. So this a story about "love will come in time".
The presidential suite was well-lit.
Lying prone on the bed, Taylor Gibson was staring at a drunk handsome man attentively and lovingly.
He had an impeccable facial contour, bushy eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and thin lips. From every angle, he looked dashing beyond words.
Taylor looked at the distinguished man with affection. Secretly admiring him for so long a time, she finally got a chance to approach him privately.
"I want a kiss, just one!" Taylor gave an eye smile and obsessively kissed the man on his sexy lips.
As soon as their lips contacted, her heart skipped a beat...
The feeling of kissing the man of her dreams was hard to describe. It was wonderful and exciting...
Before she could retreat, the sleeping man suddenly turned over and got on top of her. His movement was swift and wild.
What was going on?
Taylor was stunned to see his deep, dark eyes that opened abruptly. With somewhat unbridled attraction and interest, the man looked down at her.
"You want me?" Claude Jones curled up his lips, and his eyes darkened. His voice was so deep, mellow, and attractive that she was carried away.
Apart from his dashing appearance, this man had such a unique voice that she could never forget.
Taylor didn't have the guts to do that but somehow nodded her head.
Before she could pull back, the light high above had been turned off.
The scalding body of the man bore down...
Her mind went blank, and her nerves were strained. A warm sensation from her lips made her slowly close her eyes, and she instinctively responded to his kiss...
It was a painful yet joyful night...
Taylor woke up with a start.
She remembered what happened between this honorable man and her last night, but he did it under intoxication. Once he woke up and saw her common face in the disguise of a man, she would be damned.
She'd better slip away as soon as she could!
Ever since her childhood, her parents had packaged her as a boy and warned her against exposing her gender.
As for the reason, they wouldn't tell her.
Taylor gingerly lifted the blanket, ready to get off the bed, when the man beside her suddenly moved. His long, robust arm swung over and landed on her.
She instantly broke out in a cold sweat and closed her eyes, praying that he would not wake up.
Rumored had it that Claude was violent and bloodthirsty. He could easily wipe out people's existence, and she got on his bed without his permission. Her end would be horrible.
Time went by, and the room was all quiet.
He should still be asleep!
Taylor slowly opened her eyes, turned her head, but bumped into a pair of deep eyes.
His dark eyes stared at her quietly, but he had the dangerous vibe of a lurking leopard.
The eye contact made her heart lurch.
He was awake?
This was her end!
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I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ “I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.