Monday morning, Sarah Ray stepped into Apex Media Group in her six-centimeter high heels.
Here lies the pinnacle of the mainland entertainment industry, and she is the personal secretary to the companys CEO.
"Has Mr.Ruan arrived yet?"
"Ms. Ray, the CEO entered the office five minutes ago."
Upon hearing this, Sarahs eyebrows curved, and the mole at the corner of her eye accentuated her beauty.
Under the watchful eyes of many, she walked straight to knock on the CEOs office door.
The next second, she was pulled inside by someone and thrown onto the sofa, with the door locking behind her.
"Ten minutes late."
Sarah lay diagonally on the sofa, the chiffon blouse under her OL jacket somehow had the top two buttons undone, revealing a white camisole wrapping her full figure, now and then.
"Sorry, Mr.Ruan, I wouldnt have been late, but this morning when I was dressing, the clasp on my bra just wouldnt fasten, and it took a while to figure it out."
The man slightly narrowed his eyes: "Is that so?"
"Really, dont believe me? Check for yourself."
The mans eyes suddenly turned dark, and he walked over in silence. Sarah reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck.
The mans lips moved to her neck, glancing at the bra size: "This is your usual size, isnt it?"
Before she could respond, his slender fingers weighed in on their own, "So, it has grown."
Other women would have blushed at such a comment, but Sarah just smiled and held his head, saying, "Hmm? Is that so... How about you accompany me to buy new ones after work?"
The mans eyes deepened.
……
JacksonRuan, a legendary figure in the industry, had many adjectives attributed to him, such as the youngest CEO, the most handsome CEO, the most ambitious CEO, and the most decisive and impersonal CEO...
But at this moment, for Sarah, he was the most direct man.
Sarah smiled, "I love seeing you dirty."
JacksonRuan sneered and dirtied her blouse in an even worse way. Sarahs eyes widened as she heard his hoarse voice say, "Coincidentally, I do too."
"..."
Sarah finally knew what it meant to suffer the consequences of ones own actions.
JacksonRuan went to the lounge to change his clothes, returning once again presentable, while she had no spare blouse, and the stains on the chiffon shirt were unerasable, no matter how she tried. In the end, she just stopped trying.
"You wanted the contract." Sarah neatly placed the contract, signed last night, in front of him.
JacksonRuan didnt even look at it, his gaze only falling on Sarahs face: "You were just in Chens bed last night, and youre still so provocative in the morning. Sarah, your appetite is growing."
Sarahs back stiffened slightly, the embarrassment she forcefully suppressed, her smile remained impeccable: "My appetite is only satisfied by Mr.Ruan."
Disgust flashed in his eyes, which Sarah didnt miss, and at the same time, her smile became even more brilliant, and the mole at the corner of her eye seemed to come alive.
"Tonight at eight, Ill be at your place," he suddenly said, and Sarah was slightly stunned, a flash of surprise rising in her eyes.
However, this surprise was just a momentary thing, and she knew better than anyone what she was in JacksonRuans heart.
Sure enough, she then heard JacksonRuan say, "Wear a shorter skirt, Ill pick you up for a dinner party."
Its not fake to say there was no disappointment, but she still nodded with a smile: "Okay, Mr.Ruan."