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“Whatever is on my body is none of your business, Mr Sleeves. You’re invading my privacy. This is not how a gentleman behaves. Please quit staring at my boobs and help yourself out of my room! The last thing I want is you being here or your wife walking in on us.” 

Adam didn’t seem to listen to all that came out of Helen’s mouth and neither was he affected by the glare she was giving him. He brought up his right hand and ran a finger over the small tattoo, indirectly touching her boob. 

Helen slapped her Boss’s hand away from her chest area and tried to escape from his hold but Adam wasn’t having it. 

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