Chapter 1288 The Romantic Atmosphere


    Without hesitation, Brandon ced the me on Sean, confidently stating, "Sean told me that when


    the boss is likely to be hurt, an assistant can take unusual actions, like eavesdropping."


    J smiled gently, not pressing the issue further. She opened her arms and said, "I''m tired. I want


    to lean against your shoulder."


    Brandon returned the smile, walking over to embrace her obediently.


    Resting his chin on top of J''s head, he asked softly, "Boss, what do you think? Are you satisfied


    with my performance today?"


    Pretending to ponder in order to tease him, J eventually replied, "Despite the eavesdropping,


    your overall performance isn''t bad, Mr. Larson."


    The scent of J''s body making Brandon feel content. "It''s a good thing I found you a female


    assistant. If I hired a male assistant to be with you day and night, wouldn''t I have found myself a


    love rival?"


    J yfully raised her head and asked, "How did you know I was going to hire a male assistant


    at a high price? I could''ve hired someone more handsome and taller than you... Ah! What are you


    doing?"


    Before she could finish, Brandon lifted her up and pressed her against the sofa.


    The room''s atmosphere became instantly romantic. As Brandon''s warm breath grazed her ear, his


    low, jealous voice inquired, "You want to find a male assistant? More handsome and taller than me?


    Huh?"


    J kissed his lips and said innocently, "I just need an assistant to help with my work. You won''t


    mind, will you?"Owned by N?velDrama.Org.


    Brandon lifted her chin, gazing at her lovingly and earnestly. "I do mind! Just hearing that makes me


    jealous. I''m the only man you can have in your life."


    With that, he tenderly kissed J''s lips, a moment full of love and affection. Everything around


    them seemed to fade away, as if time stood still and only his embrace and breath existed.


    After the kiss, J pushed against Brandon''s chest, shyly protesting, "Don''t do that. Your


    bodyguards are still outside the door."


    Brandon brushed against her body and said, "They can''t hear us."


    J held his wandering hand, weakly resisting. "No, you can''t. We''re in the office. Don''t do that."


    With a mischievous smile, Brandon raised his eyebrows. "Do you remember our bet? If I lost, I''d


    work as your assistant, and if you lost..."


    "Don''t say it!" Blushing, J red at him and covered his mouth. "You''ve lost. Don''t mention it


    anymore."


    Brandon removed J''s hand and grinned, "If you lose, you''ll have to design some sexy lingerie


    for yourself and wait for me in it on the bed. If you don''t want me to do anything now, design that


    lingerie. What do you think?"


    J red at him and huffed, "You''re a scoundrel!"


    Seeing her shy and irritated expression, Brandon''s desire grew. He couldn''t help but pinch her waist


    and shower her with kisses, whispering, "I''m a scoundrel. So what? You can''t escape."


    Brandon deliberately spoke with a tempting, hoarse voice, causing J to feel weak. Her hands,


    which had been pushing against his chest, gradually stopped.


    "Brandon..." J murmured, clutching his cor.


    Just as the atmosphere intensified, the reception room door burst open.


    Breathless, Lexi eximed, "Boss! Are you okay?"