Was he seeing things? It was Robert Thomson's hands tightly gripping Emma Smith's wrists, pressing her against the wall in the office hallway, and then kissing her?
But in the next second, he saw the sharp-edged glare in his boss's eyes and ran away in fear!
"I-I didn't see anything!"
With one stern look, Robert sent him scurrying away, and then turned back to look at Emma.
Last night, after he had dragged her back to his mansion, a very happy Robert had pinned her down on the king-size bed and went at it.
By the end, she couldn't even muster the energy to cry. Her whole body, even down to her little fingers, had lost all strength, leaving her limp and whimpering.
Seeing her weakened and submissive beneath him gave him quite a sense of accomplishment!
Maybe their intense activities last night were the reason for waking up late today. Yet, upon waking, he felt refreshed, invigorated, and enjoyed every bite of his food!
