There were only Scarlett and I in the elevator.
Although Scarlett said so, I knew better.
If I had left her to find Catherine, she would have definitely been angry with me.
Women were just so hard to understand.
I hugged Scarlett tightly from behind, resting my chin on her shoulder.
Her breasts were full and soft, even through our clothes. I could catch a faint scent of laundry detergent, one that I really liked.
I gently nuzzled against Scarlett, speaking in a tender, affectionate tone. "Don't say that. You know you're the first woman I've ever liked, and you're still the one I like the most. Even if I get married someday, you'll always have a special place in my heart; no one can take that away."
After saying that, I lightly kissed her on the neck.
Scarlett glanced sideways. Although she didn't say anything, I could feel the corners of her mouth curling up.
It seemed like my coquettishness was very effective.
I intensified my efforts.
My hands slid around her waist, palms overlapping as I pulled her into my arms, feeling the softness and flatness of her lower abdomen.
"Tonight, I'll come to your villa. Shall we make a baby together?" I whispered in her ear.
Scarlett's cheeks blushed slightly, but she didn't push away my hands, just shifted her gaze away from me.
"You wish, tonight is my private time with Ryan," she muttered.
"What's so great about your private time with him? He just takes Viagra, and he doesn't last as long as I do," I responded, raising my eyebrows slightly and speaking with disdain.
With Ryan's short, soft, and not long-lasting manhood, what was so great about their private time?
He was almost useless compared to me when it came to pleasing Scarlett.
I complained in my heart but still remained very polite on the surface.
"Don't say that. No matter what, he is at least your brother. You grew up together," she complained.
"So, you don't want to be with me tonight?" I said calmly, already thinking of other plans in my mind.
If Scarlett didn't want to be with me tonight, then I won't insist. I would do something else on my own.
I was confident Scarlett would be mine sooner or later.
"Not sure. I don't know when Ryan and I will start. If it's early, I'll text you," she suggested.
"If it's too late, then we'll find another time to meet. How about that?" I replied.
"I'm fine with that. I respect your opinion." Scarlett nodded.
At this moment, the elevator happened to reach Scarlett's HR department, while my PR department still had a few more floors to go down.
But since I was already here, I would definitely take a look around before leaving.
I let go of Scarlett before the elevator door opened, returning to a normal social distance.
Scarlett also resumed her professional image, walking out of the elevator confidently with her head held high, nodding coldly in response to the greetings from employees along the way.
I followed behind Scarlett, observing the situation in the HR department, and noticed that the team member who had shown interest in her before seemed to have been fired.
It seemed that my previous troublemaking was quite effective.
Scarlett walked into her office first, and I quickly followed.
"Scarlett, wait for me!" After speaking, I quickened my pace and caught the door before she closed it.
Scarlett didn't insist and let me in.
Her office smelled similar to her home, with a refreshing scent, and she had decorated it very warmly.
I felt like I was coming home.
I couldn't help but think about how beautifully Scarlett would decorate a home if we lived together.
If we had children in the future, the baby's room would be filled with warmth and happiness, lovingly arranged by her.
As a man, I actually didn't want my child to live in someone else's home, but if that person was Scarlett, I felt at ease. I knew she would take great care of our child.
I sat freely on the sofa in Scarlett's office, crossing my legs and resting them on the table.
Scarlett placed a glass of water in front of me and asked, "Why did you come to my office?"
"I'm here to have an office romance with you," I replied with a playful smile.
After saying that, I pulled Scarlett to sit on my lap. She sat sideways, her flowing hair drifting past me, a faint fragrance entering my nostrils.
Even the end of her hair tickled my nostrils, making me sneeze.
Scarlett picked up the water on the table and handed it to me. "Have some water to calm down."
"Okay, but consider what I said, let's have an office romance," I reminded.
"Don't talk nonsense! The office has poor soundproofing, and anyone could come looking for me. If we get caught, we're both screwed." Scarlett glared at me.
"How could that happen? We'll lock the door, and if someone comes looking for you, we'll pretend no one's here. As for the noise, you just have to endure it." I teased her on purpose.
To be honest, if it were Mia and the others, I would be very willing to make love in the office.
But with Scarlett, I preferred to have serious lovemaking in bed with her.
After all, she was the first woman I liked, and our first time together should be special, something she would remember as both romantic and full of fun.
"Don't even think about it, I refuse." Scarlett rejected it without hesitation.
She was worried that I was serious, struggling to get up from my lap.
How could I easily let her have her way? I grabbed her tightly, keeping her in my arms, making her face me, and directly kissed her full lips.
Scarlett grabbed my hand, trying to free herself. She looked at me with wide eyes, wanting me to let her go.
But I kissed her passionately, using advanced techniques, exploring with my tongue and gently tracing circles on her lips.
In no time, her full lips were glistening with saliva from my licking.
I didn't mind. I kissed her deeply, savoring the taste of her lips, and gently nibbled on their edges with my teeth.