Doting on the Greenhorn

The first autumn shower of the year pitter-pattered against the window of a bar's private room. Inside, a man had Heather Sutton pinned to the couch as he pistoned into her.He was rough with her. After getting past the initial sharp pain and indulgence, all she felt now was soreness. It was as if her body wasn't even hers anymore."Stop, please… Enough…" she moaned wantonly. But how could she put a stop to something like this?The man ignored her. He didn't become any gentler with her, nor did he show any sign of stopping. Waves of heat crashed over Heather and took her from Cloud Nine back to Earth…Suddenly, the sound of a phone ringing destroyed the atmosphere. The man stopped abruptly after being interrupted. "Make it stop!"Heather couldn't afford to offend him. She reached out to grab the phone, but it fell to the floor while it was still ringing. She bent down to pick it up, but the man didn't have enough patience for that. He squeezed her waist tightly as he dragged her b

Everyone was surprised, but no one dared defy Tyrone. They hurried out of the office and left Tyrone and Heather alone.Tyrone looked down at his documents. He ignored Heather. Though he didn't say anything, the atmosphere was oppressive.Heather didn't know what he meant by this. She watched him hesitantly for a while before deciding to make the first move. "Mr. Elkin, let's just pretend that last night at the Red Rose never happened. I won't tell anyone about it."She figured that as a company's president, Tyrone probably had a huge ego. It would be disgraceful for people to find out about him being a patron of certain services. He'd probably asked her to stay silent over this matter.In truth, Heather was even more reluctant than him to have anyone find out about what happened last night. If she'd known he was her new boss, she wouldn't have stepped into that room last night, no matter how short on cash she'd been.Unbeknownst to Heather, she'd overestimated Tyrone's sense of m

Heather was oblivious that she was being watched. Seth stroked his jaw as he clucked his tongue with interest from his perch before the window. "The chick looks gentle and fragile—I didn't expect her to be so good in a fight! It's such a coincidence that she's your secretary, huh, Ty?""Coincidental indeed." Tyrone had a poker face on.Seth caught his underlying meaning. Smart as he was, he immediately linked it to something else. His expression turned serious. "Do you suspect she was planted here by someone?"Heather had "helped" Tyrone last night after he'd been drugged, and here she was now, working as his secretary. People like him and Tyrone had never believed in coincidences.To make matters worse, Seth was the one who'd brought Heather to Tyrone! If someone had genuinely arranged for Heather to get close to Tyrone, Seth would've played a pivotal role in making it happen!"Have you looked into her background, Ty?" Seth hurriedly asked."Everything looks okay so far." Tyrone

It was Tyrone's wife! Heather's expression stiffened. Then, she quickly grabbed the bag with her medication in it and got out of the door. In her haste, she smacked her ankle against the door. The pain that shot through her made her yelp.As soon as she made the sound, she subconsciously slapped a hand over her mouth and gave Tyrone a flustered look. Damn it. His wife must've heard her!"Are you with a woman, babe?" Sure enough, the woman's stern voice rang out.Things would only get messier if Heather tried to explain. She gave Tyrone an apologetic look before fleeing for her life. She was in such a hurry to leave that she almost fell while limping away; she stopped, caught her balance while enduring the pain, and then left.The dim lights shone down on her. They accentuated her slender waist and made her seem like a waif. It made one get the urge to wrap one's arms around her."Why aren't you saying anything, babe? Who are you with?"Heather's figure disappeared into the buildi

Heather jolted. Only then did she realize she was still clinging to Tyrone. She hurriedly released him. She lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Elkin. I didn't mean to barge in here earlier. I'm sorry for disturbing you. I'll go now."With that, she stood up to leave.She sucked up to him when she wanted to use him as a shield. Now that she was done using him, she apologized politely before leaving. Didn't that make him seem like such a pushover?Tyrone narrowed his eyes and asked coldly, "Didn't you say you were here for me?"Heather stopped. What did he mean by that?He looked into her guileless eyes. "Whoring yourself out again?"The room was quiet, so his voice rang out clearly. His words were so brutal that Heather felt embarrassed. "No. I was working when he came over to harass me.""Oh, you were working. You're quite the role model, aren't you, Ms. Sutton? You have a day job, yet you're also moonlighting here." He sounded like he was complimenting her, but his tone