Monopolistic Secretary

“There’s cream on your lips.”

Kirana froze, then awkwardly stuck out her tongue, sweeping it around her lips to clean it off. Rome narrowed his eyes, watching her closely. No matter what she did, every movement seemed to stir something in him.

Just moments ago, she had been standing right in front of him—her sweet face, those glistening eyes, and her soft, full figure making it hard for any man to stay composed. Rome felt like a restless wild stallion, stirred and on edge.

And now… she was licking her lips like that.

His gaze darkened.

“You’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you, Kirana?”

“Huh?” she blinked, confused. “Doing what?”

“Tempting me. All the time. The way you look at me like that, the way your lips move… acting all innocent, but those eyes of yours tell a different story—right in front of me.”

Rome said as he leaned closer. The faint scent from her body quickly ignited a heat within him. He had never lacked women, but he had to admit—Kirana made him feel like a man who had been starving.

He was never like this. He’d always despised men who crossed the line.

So why was it…
that just looking at her made him feel this way?

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