Amelia was able to keep her anger at bay until they got into the elevator and she moved away from him but just as she was about to reopen the topic and scold him, Sylvia who had just resumed work joined them, smiling brightly and cheerfully and Ryan took that moment of distraction to pull Amelia against him with her back pressed to his chest. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pressed a kiss to her neck, not minding his secretary’s presence.
Amelia blushed, mortified at his attitude but Sylvia didn’t mind the show of affection.
“I must have disrupted something,” she wiggled her brows at Amelia who tried to object but Ryan spoke first.
“Nothing much. You just saved my head,”
“Ohh…tell me about it,”
“She wants to leave my home and I said no,”
“You threatened me.” Amelia chimed in, enunciating her words and struggling to pull away from his iron hold.
“Mmm…it’s still the same as refusing,”
Amelia shook her head, gritting her teeth. The man was simply impossible and she wasn’t going
