Chapter 13 Making A Move

• Yvonne's face turned red in anger. “Mr. Lawson, which one of your eyes saw that I was flirting with men? That was a spam call selling insurance!”
• “If you don't finish cleaning up this place, you're not getting off work today,” stated Jonathan coolly.
• Excuse me?
• Yvonne's anger skyrocketed at Jonathan's arrogance, which ignited her fighting spirit. “Don't worry, Mr. Lawson. I will finish cleaning before it's time to get off work!”
• Jerk!
• All she wanted at that time was to finish cleaning as soon as possible. She did not want to stay with that evil being in the same room.
• Staying there with him was such a torture. Yvonne thought that she should get out of there as soon as possible if she wanted to live a long life. With her efficiency, Yvonne managed to tidy up the books on the bookshelf in no time.
• However, Jonathan seemed to be making her life difficult on purpose.
• “Mr. Lawson is having a meeting right now. He wants a cup of black coffee. No sugar.”
• Just as Yvonne was about to refuse, Yosef had disappeared out of sight.
• Furious, she glared at the man in the next room. The glass window allowed her to see that Jonathan was immersed in his work. Deciding not to stoop to his level, Yvonne threw the cloth in her hand before exiting the office.
• Yvonne had worked in a café before. Making a cup of coffee would not be a challenge for her.
• With coffee in hand, Yvonne entered the office once again.
• Jonathan's gaze focused on the incoming woman. Hah! It's only been a few hours, and she couldn't wait to butter me up?
• He pretended to not see her.
• Yvonne tossed Jonathan a glance. Since the latter was working, it was natural for him to ignore her presence. Not bothering to speak to him, Yvonne placed the coffee on the table and prepared to leave. Unfortunately, the cup had not been placed nicely and looked like it was about to fall. Instinctively, Yvonne reached out to hold the cup. Not noticing the things by her feet, she tripped and collapsed into Jonathan's arms. Unable to dodge her, Jonathan watched in disbelief as Yvonne fell onto him.
• Feeling her body going off balance, Yvonne grabbed Jonathan by the collar in a panic.
• Her lips landed on a hard surface as she felt someone's forehead hitting her chin. The touch and presence of the man felt too familiar.
• Yvonne froze. Their noses were almost touching each other. After a moment, Yvonne realized what she had done. A tingling sensation coursed through her body.
• She had never felt that way before.
• The two people were incredibly close that their breaths had overlapped.
• That's enough.
• Yvonne quickly got up to her feet. Seeing the mess that she had made, she stretched out her hand to wipe it without thinking. However, when she touched the hem of Jonathan's pants, she realized something was amiss.
• She looked up and met his burning gaze.
• His eyes were deep and dark. At that moment, Yvonne thought that Jonathan was a terrifying man.
• “Yvonne Walker! Where do you think you're touching?” Jonathan's breath turned heavy as his expression darkened.
• Jonathan smelled a mild fragrance. For some reason, it was the same smell from that fateful night.
• Yvonne had even managed to rouse his desire. That was a feeling that Ximena had never been able to give him.
• The realization caused his dark eyes to be filled with rage.
• Yvonne quickly withdrew her hands. Her palms were beginning to turn hot. The memories of that night flooded her mind, causing her to blush bright red.
• But now it's him who... Why am I the one that's ashamed?
• “Pervert!”
• How can he be turned on just like that? He already has Ximena. How dare he... Hmph! He truly is the most despisable j*rk ever!
• Jonathan's brows inched closer. “I'm a pervert? Then what are you? Keep your lustful thoughts to yourself!”
• His head was in a spin because of the kiss.
• He reached out and tugged at his tie.
• Yvonne rubbed her lips forcefully, as though she had just kissed something disgusting. “I would never even dream about taking advantage of someone like you!”
• Hah! Taking advantage?
• Jonathan's expression darkened even more. Lowering his head, Jonathan looked at the stubborn woman in front of him as he recalled the mild fragrance he smelled.
• All of a sudden, Jonathan reached out and tugged at her collar with a huge force.
• The buttons on Yvonne's shirt were forcefully ripped, completely exposing her fair skin beneath the shirt.
• A small mole could be seen on her delicate collarbone.
• Jonathan was dumbfounded. He snapped his head back up to look at the flushed face of the woman.
• That night... Could it be...