Chapter 661
the whole restaurant to himself.
Maja didn’t get his drift, so she trudged over.
“Fitch told me you’re married?”
All ofn’s pals knew he had called it quits with his wife, but they had no clue Maja was his ex. So in
Fitch’s eyes, Penny was still a marrieddy. “I’m divorced.”
“Mr. Raymond, that’s none of your beeswax. I really need to hit the road.”
As she finished her sentence, her gazended on something aboutn that made her cringe.
Was he really that homy all the time?!
“I want you to be my secretary, no strings attached.”
Maja stiffened up, of course, there were strings.
Although he didn’t spell it out,n’s demand for her affection was a given, and she couldn’t say no.
When he realized this secretary didn’t know the ropes andcked training, his motives became clear as
day, lust for her.
He lowered his eyes, his eyes already tinged with desire.
“How long as a secretary?”
Maja’s silence was a dead giveaway. She definitely had terms) and they were surely to do with some
hanky–panky.
She didn’t spill the beans. As expected, she got the gig by using her body.
“About a month and a half left.”
No sooner had she spoken,n pulled Maja into his arms.
Maja felt queasy and tried to rise, but he held her tight.
“Mr. Raymond, I’m on my period, we agreed not to get too touchy–feely, it’s not in our deal.”
“How much did I pay you before?”
Maja didn’t answer, just looked at the CCTV in the restaurant.
She shrugged him off.
As soon as she sat down,n grabbed Maja’s hand and ced it on a certain part of him.
“Seems like I paid you enough before, otherwise you wouldn’t stick around.”
In the privacy of the car, Maja breathed a sigh of relief.
He always expressed his desire when she had no chance to say no.
Now, in this enclosed space, she gazed at the pedestrians passing by outside the window,
apanied by his suppressed moans. She felt her whole body heating
1. up.
Maja already felt the space was cramped, now she was finding it hard to breathe.
She didn’t get why he was so easily driven by lust, even when he was injured and suffering from
amnesia.
Half an hourter, Maja shifted her fingers ufortably, which led him to nt kisses on her neck
and let out a grunt.
Maja blushed, with a thinyer of sweat on her forehead.
After a while, he said, “Talk.”
“About what?” Maja’s response was stiff.
“Dirty talk.”
Maja’s cheeks instantly turned beet red, she had never done this before.
She wanted to create some distance, butn held her tight.
She opened her mouth but couldn’t say a word.
How did they usually roll?
He had no memory of it, but he couldn’t help but be attracted to her shy and troubled expression.
Turned out, whether he lost his memory or not, his taste hadn’t changed.