Emily Williams initially resisted, but then she realized that Hamilton's strong arms were tightly holding her, so she reluctantly gave up struggling and sat nervously on his lap.
"Here, here, and here. You see, it's obvious that someone has tampered with these areas. However, despite the significant holes, it seems that nobody noticed. Perhaps it's because the expense items were a bit confusing, so no one paid much attention," Emily Williams bit her lip, but Hamilton's hand seemed restless, moving upward from her thigh...
"Hamilton, are you even listening to me?" Emily Williams swatted away his hand, trying hard to conceal her inner turmoil.
Hamilton didn't answer her; he just grasped her hand, intertwining his firm and powerful fingers with her soft ones. Emily Williams's chest rose and fell rapidly due to nervousness. She wanted to stand up and break free from Hamilton's embrace, but his other arm tightly wrapped around her waist, refusing to let her go.
Later, Hamilton released Emily Williams's hand and began kneading her exposed shoulders. She deliberately tried to keep her distance from him, but he increased the strength in his arm slightly, pulling her closer. He lowered his head and captured her lips, nibbling gently on the soft petals, his breathing growing heavier, his kiss becoming more passionate.
Emily Williams pushed against his chest with both hands, trying to push him away. She felt that his joke had gone too far. His kiss was rough, making her uncomfortable, and she was having trouble catching her breath.
Suddenly, Emily Williams felt a tightness in her chest. She widened her eyes and watched Hamilton, who was lost in the kiss, frantically trying to free herself from his embrace and remove his hand that was kneading her breast.
At some point, the towel had been pulled off, leaving her breasts fully exposed. She kept kicking her legs, hoping to get Hamilton to release her, but he continued kissing her passionately, paying no attention to her resistance.
Emily Williams twisted her neck, trying to break free from Hamilton's kiss. However, her breasts were being painfully squeezed by his large palms. His palms were no longer satisfied with caressing one side; they wandered to the other side and continued to touch.
"Uh..." Emily Williams emitted a moan from her throat, swallowing saliva mixed with his taste. His fingers tightly clasped her flesh, alternating between forceful and gentle pressures. Finally, he lightly pinched her nipple as he momentarily released her lips, allowing her to catch her breath. A cool sensation spread across her chest, his kiss imprinted on her bud.
Emily Williams felt a tingling sensation radiating from her nipple, spreading throughout her body.
Emily Williams looked down and saw Hamilton Mei's desire stirring on her chest. She pushed his head away forcefully, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't make him leave. His large palm roamed her body, fondling and sucking on her breasts, switching to gentle licking when she let her guard down, causing her to gasp softly in his embrace.
Letting go of her flushed breasts, Hamilton Mei kept his gaze fixed on her snowy, voluptuous cleavage. Frustrated, Emily covered her chest with a towel.
Hamilton Mei chuckled, his big hand sneaking around her waist, attempting to remove her panties. Emily Williams reached out to stop him, but his hand moved down to her lower body, lightly touching her most intimate place.
Deep down, he hesitated. If he were to possess her, what would he do next? He, usually decisive in his actions, now found himself unsure. He didn't want to harm Emily Williams, but he couldn't control his desires. The burning pain inside him pushed him to explore her secret, his fingers probing through the thin fabric.
Emily Williams closed her legs tightly, blushing as she looked at the unfamiliar Hamilton Mei. She knew he had been drinking, but his actions truly frightened her.
She pushed him away, backing against the edge of the table, gripping the towel tightly against her chest. "You... you... I'll just consider you drunk. If you provoke me again, I won't be polite."
Hamilton Mei stood up, effortlessly picking up Emily Williams and placing her on the desk. He stared at her enticing cleavage, seductive shoulders, and slender legs. He pressed his body against hers, his lower abdomen firmly against hers, looking at her blushing face. He couldn't tell if he was intoxicated by her or if it was the drunkenness talking. "Mmm, I am indeed drunk. If I have offended you, I apologize."
"Who wants your apology? Let go of me!" Emily Williams clenched her fists and punched him.
Hamilton Mei ignored her futile punches and began untying the belt of his robe.
Seeing Hamilton Mei's exposed chest, Emily Williams's pupils dilated. His groping and kissing were one thing, but if he were to take advantage of her while intoxicated, the consequences would be unimaginable. She widened her eyes, grabbing onto Hamilton Mei's shirt. "You're not allowed to do anything inappropriate."
Hamilton Mei looked at Emily Williams's frustrated and anxious expression, unable to hide his amusement. He untied her towel and admired her stunning figure, pulling her into his embrace, his strong chest pressing against her soft cleavage. His kisses rained down on her face, lips, and neck without restraint.
Emily Williams knew she had feelings for him, even wanting to be with him, but she also knew that they were just two intersecting lines, destined to move in different directions. The last shred of reason allowed her to maintain control over herself.
Alex Hamilton knew that he had strong feelings for Emily Williams. He really needed her in this moment. But he also knew that getting involved with her right now would deeply hurt her. He had never cared so much about someone's feelings before, even though desire was burning within him.
A sharp pain shot through Hamilton's brow, causing him to stop all his actions right at the last moment. He watched as Emily Williams ran off, leaving him behind. He then walked back to the bathroom and turned on the cold water to calm himself down.
In the early morning, Alex Hamilton walked out of the room wearing a suit, coincidentally at the same time that Emily Williams emerged from her room in her own suit. Hamilton glanced at her, and even though her suit concealed her wonderful figure, it couldn't stop him from fantasizing about her. She was truly beautiful, no wonder her colleagues called her a "vase" (slang for someone who is physically attractive but lacking in substance). But he had experienced her beauty and knew that she had depth beyond appearances.
Since the loophole had been discovered by her, Hamilton had no choice but to entrust her with an important task. "The information you discovered last night will greatly help our progress. You will now follow up on the investigation of that information. Remember, to avoid alerting anyone, your work must be kept confidential."
"But it's the end of the month now, and I have to prepare the payroll and issue salaries. I'm afraid I won't be able to handle too much at once," she said. This was the most important task among all her work.
"I'll delegate it to the people underneath you. Your current job is to cooperate with me," Hamilton said, adopting an indifferent attitude.
Emily Williams stared at him. "Cooperating with you is only part of my job. After all, I am the finance department manager. It's essential for me to personally take care of the payroll because I also approve many expenses and reimbursements for the company. I'm afraid the people underneath me won't be able to handle it properly."
Hamilton nodded. "Fine, I don't care how you arrange it. Just make sure the report on that information is ready before the end of the month."
"But..." Emily Williams wanted to tell him that she was overwhelmed, but since this was her responsibility and Hamilton showed no room for negotiation, she didn't want to make things difficult for herself and chose to remain silent.
"Is there anything else?" Hamilton noticed her hesitation and gave her a stern look.
Emily Williams shook her head. "No more questions." Regardless of how she explained it to him, he wouldn't understand her difficulties. It was better to use her time wisely and get the work done.
"If you don't have any more questions, then I'm off to the hotel. You stay at home and focus on your work," Hamilton said as he prepared to walk out the door.
"Eh, don't I need to go?" Emily Williams watched Hamilton's hurried departure and couldn't help but question.
Hamilton turned back and smiled slightly at her. "The environment here is quiet, undisturbed, which is beneficial for your work. You should thank me for providing you with such a good opportunity."
"Um," Emily Williams nodded as she looked at his smiling face. Her gaze seemed lost, and her cheeks slowly turned red.
Hamilton seemed to have forgotten about last night. She decided to think that he was just drunk. Deep down, she hoped it wasn't a drunken prank but rather genuine feelings towards her.
As the day went by, Emily Williams started feeling overwhelmed. Dealing with the payroll was okay since it was routine for her, but the range of materials involved in those documents was too broad. It made her feel disoriented. As she followed the leads in the materials for investigation, she kept hitting walls and encountering troubles, which added a lot of stress.
"What kind of ridiculous perk is this? It's nothing but disguised torture." Emily Williams complained while resting her head on the table, exhausted and overwhelmed by the excessive amount of information.
Hamilton had returned from the restaurant at some point, and now he sat in a corner of her desk with a cup of coffee. "I've already told you before. It's quite difficult for just one person to handle two jobs within such a short period of time. It's your own insistence that's making it challenging. Let me tell you, you can be strong, but do not affect my work progress."
As soon as Emily Williams heard his voice, she startled, quickly straightened her back, and continued working.
He had returned to his original self, the one who played pranks on her to make her happy and frightened her with his enthusiasm. Now he wore a serious expression, completely different from the person from last night.
Although Emily Williams felt sorrow in her heart, she bit her lip and ignored him, focusing on analyzing the data.
She didn't know that Hamilton, sitting beside her, appeared cold but was also struggling internally. If it weren't for his uncertainty about his departure, she might have already become his woman. However, this woman seemed to have no understanding of his true feelings. She was still working overtime, analyzing the data, hastening his departure.
With the evening approaching, Hamilton sat for a while before leaving, while Emily Williams continued working, determined to finish her tasks.
Unconsciously, the sky outside had turned grey-blue. Dawn was approaching.
Emily Williams stopped typing on the keyboard, looked up at the window, and yawned while rubbing her eyes. She felt mentally and physically exhausted.
She had been informed a few days ago about an evening banquet she had to attend tonight, accompanying Hamilton. Therefore, she had to work overnight until dawn to complete her tasks.