Just with one glance, my dick instantly got hard.
As soon as the elevator doors closed, I rushed over to her from behind and brought her in my arms.
"Sweetie, I've missed you so much," I blurted out.
After saying that, I buried my head in Scarlett's neck, and a faint fragrance wafted into my nostrils, making me feel warm and happy all over.
Scarlett held onto the hand around her waist, trying to remove it while squirming to avoid me.
But my strength was much greater than hers, she struggled for a while, not only did she not break free from me, but I held her tighter.
Scarlett hummed weakly, "No... not here, we're at work."
"So what? No one is around us, I just want to hug you." I greedily planted a lot of kisses on her neck.
Scarlett snorted, "You're just a sweet talker. Every time you see me, you come with the same words. Why don't you come to my place?"
Was Scarlett angry because I didn't go find her?
I apologized with an embarrassing smile. "Sorry, baby, I really can't. I wanted to go back before, but weren't you going to have sex with Ryan? I couldn't just go disturb you guys."
Scarlett glared at me and said, "Bullshit! Don't you know his ability? Can't you come later?"
Scarlett's words were cold, full of grievances and dissatisfaction.
It seemed she didn't get any satisfaction from Ryan, instead, she felt more and more empty.
I suggested cautiously, "Alright, I'll come back to see you tonight?"
Scarlett nodded, "Okay, come back for dinner tonight. It's been a while since you last came back home, Ryan also talked about you during dinner last night."
"Got it," I nodded eagerly.
At that moment, the elevator reached my floor, I quickly planted a kiss on her cheek, and sucked in a breath. "I gotta go to work now, remember to think of me."
"Hurry up!" Scarlett patted my back.
I didn't feel any pain, instead, I felt happy.
Scarlett could be said to be the most feminine, gentle, and easy-to-please woman I had ever met. No matter what I did, as long as I treated her very well, she would easily forgive me.
When I arrived at the public relations office area, I found it already full of people, except Mia's desk.
Coincidently, we had a meeting this morning, I thought Mia was just in her own office and would come out for the meeting.
But everyone was in the meeting room, and I didn't see Mia anywhere.
"Is everyone here? Let's start the meeting now," Grace entered the meeting room with the last file in hand.
She started the meeting as soon as she arrived, as if she didn't want to wait for Mia.
I quickly interrupted, "Ms. White, Ms. Taylor hasn't arrived yet."
As my words fell, Grace's gaze landed on me, and then she looked around, "Fine, she took the day off today. I'll be in charge of your work today, show me your tasks before you leave."
"Okay," I responded.
The meeting officially started, but I couldn't focus at all.
How come she didn't even show up for work after one night? Could she not handle the situation?
Last night, I caught Mia cheating, and when I went to see Nancy, she was fine.
Could something have happened in her family?
The more I thought about it, the more uneasy I felt.
Even Grace noticed my abnormal behavior. She called me in front of many people, but I didn't realize it. In the end, John couldn't stand it and nudged my arm with his.
I glanced at John with a confused look.
He pointed in Grace's direction, indicating that Grace was calling me.
I quickly looked at Grace. "Ms. White, sorry, I was thinking about work just now."
Grace said coldly, "You better be, come find me after the meeting."
"Got it," I said quickly.
Grace then focused on the meeting, and after a few more words, the meeting was adjourned.
I packed up my things and went straight to Grace's office. "Ms. White, I'm here."
Grace instructed, "Close the door and lock it."
At first, I thought she might really want to discuss work with me.
But when she emphasized locking the door, I knew this discussion was not going to be simple.
I obediently locked the door, then walked to her desk, picked her up, and placed her on the desk.
My hands slowly wrapped around her waist, like a python admiring its prey, caressing her back up and down.
Grace frowned, "Take your hands off me!"
I asked casually, "What's wrong? Didn't you call me here for sex?"
"Cut your crap, I never said that!" Grace questioned me with a cold face, as if I had committed a huge mistake.
"What did you call me here for then?" I weakly released Grace's body, like a child who had made a mistake, letting my hands hang at my sides and bowing my head low.
Grace suddenly asked, "Tell me the truth, are you and Mia together?"
Despite feeling surprised, I tried to explain, "No! I'm not with her. She's kind of like my mentor, and I just noticed she wasn't at the meeting, so I thought I'd help by mentioning it."
Grace snorted, "You know I'm not asking about that."
I pretended to be innocent. "Then what are you asking?"
Regardless, as long as Grace didn't have clear and direct evidence, I wouldn't admit to anything between me and Mia.
Maybe I would have admitted it before, but now that I knew Mia's fiancé was Matthew, I couldn't admit it. After all, he used to be my boss. If he found out I had sex with his fiancée, who knew how he would retaliate?
Grace urged eagerly, "Tell me! Have you two already had sex?"
"Of course not." I denied it decisively.
Grace sighed, then she asked, "Do you know about Mia's fiancé cheating?"
"What? You know Ms. Taylor's fiancé is cheating?" I deliberately acted surprised.
I was also very puzzled as to why Grace would know this.
I got this secret because Mia and I ran into him and Fiona at the mall last night. But how did Grace know?
Grace paused a bit, asking, "You don't know this?"
I kept pretending, "How could I get to know this? I was just at the rental house after work last night. How did you find out?"
Grace explained, "Last night, I went to the bar where you used to work part-time to find a male companion, just then I saw Mia's fiancé being intimate with his lobby manager at the office door."