Chapter 44 Seducing David
Her hands clung tightly to David’s arm.
No way was she letting Mr. Ellison chase after Carolinel
Mr. Ellison was hers!
“I rarely get the chance to see you. Won’t you spend some time with me?” Elizabeth pouted, her tone lacer with sweetness. “We barely get any moments together–it’s never enough.”
David paused, his brow furrowing.
Elizabeth’s clinginess irritated him. It felt like an unnecessary hassle.
But back in the car, when Caroline softened her tone and leaned into him….
That, he’d enjoyed.
Ihat’s going on? Why is my heart leaning toward Caroline?
Elizabeth was the one who had supposedly cured him.
David’s frown deepened. Caroline’s just cunning, he thought. I need to be more vigilant.
“Why are you here?” David asked coldly. “This is my company. Don’t come unless you have a reason.
He pulled Elizabeth’s hands off him and straightened the wrinkles on his sleeve.
Elizabeth’s disappointment was evident, but she didn’t dare push further. She kept her tone sugary swee “Mr. Ellison, I told you, I missed you.”
David didn’t respond, his gaze distant, as though lost in thought.
What’s he thinking about? Elizabeth bit her lip, deciding probe.
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Chapter 44 Seducing David
“I think you could use a private secretary like me–obedient, attentive and at your service.”
Elizabeth leaned in closer, her fingers deftly undoing two buttons before David grabbed her wrist.
“Mr. Ellison, you’re hurting me,” Elizabeth whined, her voice
me, Elizabeth whined, her voice sugary. “Be gentle.”
Her goal today was simple, she wanted to seduce Mr. Ellison.
Once she became his woman, her position would be secure. She’d spent countless hours practicing for this moment, determined to leave him with a memorable experience.
But David’s gaze turned ice–cold. “Who gave you permission to touch my buttons?”
His tone was filled with disdain, his eyes reflecting nothing but disgust.
Elizabeth froze. “Mr. Ellison. I…”
“Get out!”
David shoved her away, his expression clear: he had no interest in her.
Elizabeth clenched her teeth. Was I rejected right from the start?
No, she wouldn’t give up so easily.
David turned and walked toward his desk. his irritation evident. His movements screamed frustration.
He pulled out his chair and sat down, his sharp gaze locking on Elizabeth, who still hadn’t moved,
“Why are you still here?” he snapped.
Elizabeth said nothing. Instead, she reached for her zipper, letting her dress fall to the floor.
Completely exposed.
