The CEO's Ex-Wife Gets Revenge
Flora melted into him, her hands tangling in his hair as she gave herself over to the moment.
Just as they broke apart, gasping for air, the maid, Catarina, walked in, her face a mask of horror. “I-I’m so sorry, Miss Wicks, Mr. Hayes—”
A voice, familiar and exasperating in that manner most common among siblings chimed in after her, “Oh my God you two, get a room at least!”
Flora pulled away, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. “It’s alright,” she said quickly, trying to regain her composure. “We were just—”
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