Declan tilted his head as he felt the sweat drain from his body and immersed the woman's body, allowing her legs to rest on his shoulder.

Declan pushed deep and hard, relieved that he was about to reach the pinnacle of glory.

But he was so enraged that when he was about to leave, the woman left lying on his table and sat down to give him a blowjob.

But he was enraged, enraged because it was capable of removing the savor that he would have felt.

He moved himself in front of the girl, who had a shocked expression on her face as a result of what he had done.

"What's the matter, babe? Didn't you like what I did?"

The woman, who was now standing in front of his desk, inquired.

Declan shifted his gaze to the idiot woman.

"Unfortunately, Yes. You even pulled my happiness when I was about to cum," he yelled angrily as the only female employee in his company abruptly jumped.

He was aware that the woman harbored a secret desire for him, so he made the small request of the woman, who he believes will also enjoy him.

He straightened his sloppy business suit and tie before angrily turning on the female employee once more.

"Get out of my office now!" he yelled again as the woman struggled to leave.

Declan even noticed that the mini skirt she was wearing had not been adjusted, and just grabbed the shoes that were just sitting on his desk and exited in his office right away.

Declan was greeted by a deafening silence and considered speaking with Lucifer and Tanner in order to locate the woman who gave him a strange feeling the night he went to Muchàs Gràcias to release body heat.

That woman's identity has remained unknown to this day. In rage, he clenched his fists.

Even that woman turned him upside down and turned him into a complete puppet. Because of a woman, he turned his head once more.

When he reached for the phone, he discovered that his friend Lucifer had already dialed the number.

"Yoow bud, want some info with that woman again?" Lucifer, his friend, asked him at times, and after he immediately answered his call.

Then he heard Lucifer's exaggerated sighed.

"I'm sorry, bud. It's so dark in that room you were in, that it's difficult for our system hackers to zoom in on the woman's face because it's so dark in the whole place."

Fuck! He is now even more enraged.

He had no idea who that woman was, but he was certain she was a part of his relationship when he was still a college student.

In annoyance, he rubbed his brow. He was certain that he was still laughed at, by that woman because he appeared unhappy in front of her.

Declan's rage flared up again as he remembered what the woman had done to him in the exclusive Muchàs Gràcias room.

"Bud, are you still there? Hello, Declan Heisenberg?" When he heard Lucifer's voice calling his name, he returned to the present.

He abruptly shifted in his seat.

"I guess you were quiet there, Dec.? Don't worry, we'll find her and we'll know her identity as well," Lucifer said on the other end of the line, trying to calm him down.

But the question is, how long will he be willing to wait?

He hung up the phone as soon as he said his goodbyes, before hearing a knock. Declan isn't expecting any visitors right now, so he can't help but wonder who is behind the closed doors of his office.

"Come on in, it's just open anyway," he yelled, giving birth to Conrad, whom he had given the task of finding him a job as a secretary, except for his cousin Everly.

Before he attended to him, he noticed the steward holding a large brown folder in both hands.

"Sir, I just hired some professional secretaries who I'm sure will really meet your—" Conrad was about to finish his sentence when his phone rang.

He returned the cellphone to his desk, where he discovered that Everly was his cousin who was calling.

Declan hears a yelling tone of voice after swiping the answer button. He even moved his cellphone away from his ear because it hurt, particularly in his eardrums.

"Why are you yelling, woman?" Declan inquired, but a deafening scream from Everly and Damon's daughter pierced his ear once more.

Declan turned to Conrad for a moment, motioning with his right hand to lay down the brown folder he was carrying on his desk.

"E-ve! Hello, what's your problem there?" He could still hear the noise on the other line after the crash of something that appeared to have been thrown further into somewhere.

"Dame! Take Baby Derly away from me first, I'm still talking to Declan," his cousin, Everly said, and when Declan realized that no one was throwing anything a yell at him, he returned the cellphone to his ear that he had just removed away.

"Declan!" Everly said, her face clear in a tone that was a good opening for him.

"What is it, Eve? I've been listening to your gang fight over there," Declan says, smiling as he hears Everly laugh.

Everly was his father's side of a cousin, and the two were very close.

He also attended a prestigious university with her while they were still in college, and it was there that he met Margaux, who... Suddenly when Declan remembered the encounter they had with the girl earlier on the highway, Margaux became even more beautiful than before, and he could only say that because he really wanted to see the woman's face that it irritated her. With his savory mouth delicacies.

He was sorry for rejecting her back then. Margaux was so young at the time that he had no choice but to humiliate her in front of the crowd, even though he didn't want to.

Since then, the woman has grown estranged from him, and if their paths cross at the University, she immediately turns aside so that Margaux does not meet him along the hallway.

"D-Declan? Hey! What are you? I've been talking here before, but you seem to have reached another dimension." Declan cleared his throat, shifted in his seat, and maybe he'll just focus his attention on his cousin he's talking to now on the phone.

"What was it again?"

"Geez, Dec. Maybe I'll have a vein in my neck cut out because you're a stupid man."

Suddenly, he burst out laughing. Only Eve's unfiltered words have the power to make him laugh. Declan doesn't get bored when he's with his cousin.

"Please forgive me, Eve; I'm still working on something—"

"I don't believe you, Declan; perhaps that's another flavor of the month for you?" Declan is interrupted by Everly's gasp.

"Here's the thing," she said seriously, and he took it seriously as well.

"Are you looking for a secretary?" Uh-huh! Declan appears to know where this conversation is going.

"Yeah, I am, but Conrad discovered a—"

"That's all. I gave Conrad the BioNote and resume when I recommended your secretary, and please, Declan, be nice to her, okay?"

So it's a woman, isn't it?

He was about to respond to Everly when the door to his office unexpectedly opened, drawing his attention there.

Declan's attention had shifted away from his cousin, who was still speaking on the other end of the phone.

And he had just seen a goddess-like woman entering in his office while wearing a seductive pencil cut and shoulder lace tube top tanks.

Declan shook his head and gulped. Why does he start praising the woman all of a sudden?

"M-Margaux A-Anson!" he reprimanded himself in private. Murmuring in front of it wasn't enough for him.

Maragaux then grinned.

"I am, and I have come to personally have an interview with you, Mr. Declan Heisenberg," the woman said, and he caught himself pitying his lips while staring at the girl.

Then she took a step closer, paying close attention to the rest of his office. After a while, he realized that his gaze was drawn to its seductive breasts.

The girl looked down and saw him just staring at it. Oh fuck!

He quickly averted his gaze, and both of his ears became hot.

In that case, he knew there was only one thing he needed to do to relieve the body heat.

Muchàs Gràcias!

"Well, are you officially interested in the offer, sir?" The woman asked, and Declan bit his lip due to Margaux's formality on him.

Declan, on the other hand, is a fake who has been humiliated. He took the brown folder Conrad had placed on the table and arranged it, despite the fact that there was no problem with it.

When he heard its seductive laughter, he looked up. Margaux walked up to his desk, reached for a chair, and sat openly in front of it.

Declan's mind was in space when Margaux Anson did that in front of him.

"I... uh!" shit! fuck! Why did he start stuttering all of a sudden?

Was she attempting to cast a spell on him? Why has he changed his appearance so dramatically?

He abruptly returned his gaze to the girl, one of her brows raised as if irritated, but Margaux smiled as soon as he turned around.

Then he coughed.

"Y-you can, uhmm, do the interview portion at Conrad's office; he's the one I assigned to assist all personnel in this type of matter—"

"How's that, Mr. Declan? I'd like you to do the interview personally with me," he was cut off from saying what he could.

Declan then swallowed. Only to be confronted with Margaux's proud breasts once more... pinning itself to his table's edge

He stood up a while later. He, too, was taken aback by what he did out of the blue, but he would never sit in his swivel chair again. Not until Margaux Anson appears in front of his sinner eyes.

"What's wrong, Mr. Heisenberg?" he asked as he turned to face the woman, biting his lower lip. Her eyes sparkled, as if she was looking forward to a wonderful day.

He, on the other hand, just wanted to take off his suit because he was getting hot, not realizing that his air conditioning system was fully functional.

Then he takes side steps.

"Go find Conrad in his room; I am sure he can really make the interview successful, Mar — Ms. Anson."

He notices the girl raise her brows slightly but smiles before she speaks.

"Are you sure you're literally fine, Mr. Declan Heisenberg?" When Maragaux stood up and prepared to approach him further, he simply announced the left palm in front of her, indicating Margaux not to come over.

Declan's body was so hot, and he was convinced that if Margaux made one more mistake, he would be able to do the thing he was certain Margaux would never like on his own.

"Mar, Ms. Anson, get out!"

"However,"

"Can't you hear what I'm saying? Get out, okay?"

Declan noticed the sudden change in her appearance and smiled briefly as he looked at the girl.

"I'm leaving then," she said, allowing him to breathe more easily.

Margaux gradually backed away from him, eventually turning her back on him and leaving his office.

Declan was left speechless by what had occurred.

What occurred some time ago?

Because he could still feel the heat of his body, he reached for the key to his Chevrolet car and left his office right away.

When he saw a few employees, his presence resembled a gunshot, and the employees were openly looking for work so that he could claim that they were doing something.

Declan shook his head.

Declan noticed that the door to Conrad's office was slightly ajar before he could finally approach the stairs down to the company's main entrance, so he simply hid the blocking band of the door.

Only to find Margaux Anson sitting comfortably and smiling broadly in front of Conrad, who had now begun the interview.

But then Margaux looked up, and the second time around, she caught him just staring at her, and Margaux waved her hands at him.

He truly curses all the demons in hell for the heinous act he committed just today.

Then Conrad turned his head to look at him. He stood up right away and gave him enough space to enter, but he only gestured with his hand to continue what Conrad was doing.

"I only came here to see if something worked out, and I guess my conclusion was correct." Smile at them and then turn away.

He simply tells himself why he looks stupid today.

Was it Margaux's Anson's presence that caused this? Or is he simply agitated because the girl is so close next to him?

As soon as he arrived at the parking lot, he jumped into his car. He intends to expel the heat he is currently experiencing.

The latter part involves going to Muchàs Gràcias to relieve the tension on his body heat.

Declan drove his car to the resort that would provide him with non-explicit pleasure, despite his tired face.

"How was the interview in Declan's company, Marg? Did you get it right away?" her friend Everly inquired over the phone that night while speaking with Margaux.

She jumped onto the extremely soft bed and smiled as she answered the phone to her friend on the other end of the line.

"I suppose I am; your good cousin left, and I didn't see him even after my interview with Sir Conrad."

"Oh, well, I guess you passed my cousin's standards, and you might get an email saying so the next day."

Margaux didn't say anything. She just smiled. She is also extremely self-assured in her abilities. Margaux had already started working as the secretary to a well-known Declan Heisenberg.

And when that happens, she'll be able to do what she's been wanting to do for Declan for a long time.

Declan turned her down, and Margaux will do anything to make that man drool like a mad dog on her.

Declan Heisenberg, as you can see. You'll find out!

"I called Declan earlier to let him know you were coming to his office; didn't he mention — oh, I forgot to mention your name when we talked on the phone?"

Margaux leaned over and smiled once more, despite the fact that she couldn't see Everly at the time.

"Don't worry, Eve. Declan saw my beauty in his office earlier."

Margaux became guilty all of a sudden. She is only now keeping her plan against Everly's cousin—Declan—a secret from her.

Please accept my apologies, Eve! But, for the time being, Margaux will devise a strategy in which Declan Heisenberg will return home in tears.

Margaux could hear Eve's sighs once she was silent on the other end of the line.

"Marg... I know you despised my cousin because of what he did to you a few years ago, but—"

"I'm hanging up, Eve. Goodbye for now." Even though the friend on the other end of the line had not yet answered, she had the impression that the call had been terminated.

Everly knew what had happened to her back then, when she was humiliated in front of the entire University by Declan. Her friend Everly was the one who consoled her at the time, and she was grateful to her friend—Everly, because it didn't abandon her even when she was completely collapsed.

Margaux yawned and stretched as she quickly jumped out of bed. It was only a little after five o'clock, so she decided to go for a jog first, so she wouldn't lose her body from stress because of that man who wasn't missing.

Margaux reached for the shoe on the rack and quickly put it on, while carrying the headset and cellphone in her leggings. She also wears a cap when jogging in order to be more comfortable doing a thing on the area.

She gave a friendly smile. No one has yet delivered a speech to her because her father is still in Batangas inspecting the firm they own.

Her body relaxed in front of her full-length mirror after she had dressed. She smiled because nothing could compete with her body's natural beauty.

She has received numerous calls from companies interested in hiring her as a model, but she has politely declined each of them.

She couldn't afford to leave her father alone for whatever reason. Margaux also understands that the location where a model's career manages and only once returns to the town where they were born is not stable.

In other words, no. She can't simply discard her father whenever she wants.

Margaux adored her father, despite the fact that he was very naughty for scolding her at times.

Margaux was shaken later and went down to her room before going to the kitchen and taking mineral water from the refrigerator.

She has a spaghetti strap on her upper body and knows she is going to sweat a lot now.

When Margaux was out of the house, the few men who were jogging noticed her.

That was something she had anticipated. She is the only one who is referred to as "Margaux, the center of every man's attention."

But she couldn't stand it anymore, remembering the humiliation Declan had inflicted on her.

Is it because the man doesn't like her? Maybe that's it. And that fool was blind, not even looking at her in the eye was hard to do for the young man even for a moment.

Margaux was forced to apply for the position of great secretary despite her objections. She would be able to carry out all of her plans for the young man there.

Hmm! Let's see if your attraction to me isn't working, Mr. Declan Heisenberg the Dumber. Let's see how things go.

"Hello Miss, are you alone?" she asked, turning her gaze to the handsome young man who was smiling at her just by looking at her.

Margaux immediately responded with a smile, saying,

"Didn't you see anyone with me?"

"Urggh..." The guy scratched his neck and looked up at her again, shyly.

Margaux then apologised.

"Ugh...I'm sorry if I made you feel uneasy."

"Oh! No. No." He even waved his hand at her, indicating that she was incorrect in her conclusion. Margaux simply laughed inwardly as a result of this.

"I'm ashamed of you, Margaux."

Oh! Did he know her? She turned to face the young man, surprised.

"How did you get to know me?"

"We were classmates in high school." Huh? Many attractive men became her classmates in high school.

So, what is its name?

"Ummm...could I get your phone number—"

"Margaux!" The young man abruptly ceased speaking when Margaux heard his friend Everly yell.

She quickly turned to find it. Margaux almost dropped her jaw when she noticed her friend's cousin standing next to her with his arms crossed and his face darkly focused on them.

The way he looked at her, it seemed as if Margaux would trip on the floor at any moment due to its lethal look.

Declan Heisenberg, to be precise.

"Come on, Margaux. Let's get some coffee." Everly waved at her, but she couldn't raise her hands to reciprocate the gesture.

Declan's lean against the doorway to Everly's house vanished in an instant, and was replaced by Damon—Everly's husband and immediately kissed her friend on the lips.

Margaux only averted her gaze.

"You and Everly still haven't really separated the friendship back then," the man in the back said later, only to discover that he had remained silent previously.

Margaux was about to say something when her car was violently parked next to her. It almost hit the man she was talking to earlier, but he quickly backed away.

"Fuck it! Who's the proud driver when — D-Declan!" The man didn't finish what he was about to say when Declan stepped out of the car, his brow raised, and looked at her.

He was seeing face to face with Margaux, hands on his pockets once more, when she noticed the darkness in Declan's face.

He leaned back in his seat and crossed his arms gently. Margaux's displeasure with the young man grew as a result.

"Have you found a new pet, Margaux?" Huh? He said something that made her frown.

Instead of being offended, Margaux showed her trembling smile even more as the young man's face darkened even more.

And the next thing Declan did was pull his cellphone out of his pocket, which was accompanied by the ringing of a message tone on Margaux's cellphone.

Despite her furrowed brow, she immediately turned off the music icon and opened her cellphone, only to discover that it was one of a mail.

She only softly heard the young man's weak moan as she opened and read the context of a message and turned to look him in the eyes.

Margaux's rage rose again in her chest, but she didn't show it to Declan.

Then Declan smirked.

"Now that you've passed the initial interview, you can begin your duties as my secretary as of today; get in!"

"Huh?"

"Get in, I hate repeating myself twice, woman!" Declan exclaimed, making Margaux want to kill the man at this point. Nonetheless, she managed to keep herself going for a while and still being calm.

She bowed her head and looked down at her gown. When she dresses like this in Declan's office, she's going to start working now?

Margaux looked up at the man, who now had even more pressure on his darkened face and slightly raised an eyebrow, as if he was just waiting for Margaux to get in his car so she could get right to work.

Margaux then smiled.

"Sir, may I go back to my house first to change?" Declan paused for a moment before his gaze passed behind her. Margaux followed Declan's gaze and was surprised that the man she had just spoken with was still standing there quietly.

Declan then scream. Margaux even jumped as a result of the volume of his voice.

"Get the hell out of my sight, asshole!" Margaux bit her lower lip just by looking at the poor man who now seemed to want to talk to her but could do nothing but to leave in front of them due to Declan's scolding.

"Now, Ms. Anson, get in my car!"

"Wait, with these clothes on?"

Declan's lips suddenly curved into a smile. And Margaux knew something outrageous was on this man's mind at that point.

"Well, if you want to get in my car naked, that's fine with me."

Margaux bit her lower lip once more to suppress her annoyance. She'd never wonder why she'd wake up one day and realize she was killing Declan with her hand.

Margaux is going to suffocate him to death.

But she didn't budge, and she smiled once she crossed her arms and hands.

"Would you mind if I get into your car, naked Mr. Declan Heisenberg?"

Margaux noticed the sudden masculinity in Declan's eyes and was even fixed when we leaned into its car.

Margaux then smiled quietly. She had discovered the man's flaw when she was the one who had to deal with it.

But what if she gets into his car without covering even one part of her body? What will his reaction may be?

Will she be able to entice Declan Heisenberg, whom she despises?

Will she triumph?

"That isn't a problem for me because your body has no effect on me, so don't worry, you're safe with my pennis. I don't want to rock your world anyway, I think you can't satisfy every man's need— "

"Fuck you!" Margaux is enraged yet again by Declan's insult to her.

Declan shook his head and tilted his head slightly to look at her.

But it was the foolish grin of the man who pushed her to turn her back on Declan that irritated her the most.

Margaux sighed angrily. She was enraged and wanted to kill the man...

"Not so fast, honey!" She came to a halt as she felt hands on her right arm.

Her pupils constricted as she turned to face Declan.

"What?" Declan anonymously inquired, his eyes closed!

"You're such a jerk, Declan, you're going to die."

"That was fine with me; just don't be the woman who does that to shake my world."

When Margaux's phone rang, she saw it was Mr. Conrad on the other end of the line, so she simply hid the young man who had just whistled before pocketing his hands again.

Margaux noticed Declan caressing hee as he looked at her from head to toe as she unplugged her cellphone to talk to Mr. Conrad.

Margaux shook her head again as she saw the admiration in his eyes. Declan Heisenberg is the only man who has purposefully focused his gaze on her. And the puzzle she sees in the young man's eyes is a complete nonsense.

Declan would never look at her in that way. And who knows, maybe she was just seeing unbelievable things.

"Congratulations, Ms. Anson! You passed the preliminary interview; please come to the office and begin your work as Mr. Heisenberg's secretary," Mr. Conrad said to her when she couldn't answer the phone.

Margaux was gracious in her response before hanging up the phone.

Then she realized she was in Declan's car.

She had no idea what was going through her head, and she had just ridden in Declan's own car, and they were now paving the way to his office.

The man was silent while driving, but Margaux noticed him stealing a glance at her before shaking his head and returning his attention to the road.

When they entered Declan's office, Margaux felt as if a few employees were staring at her, as if they wanted to throw darts at her.

It's understandable given that she's only dressed for jogging, and Margaux can't blame the female employees who look at her as if they're about to murder her.

Margaux took a step back when Declan turned to face her. Because of the sudden act, she almost sank into his chest.

"Careless as usual," he said as he swallowed and averted his gaze from her bulging chest.

"Get straight ahead in my office first, I need to release my cum — I mean, I need to," Declan said, pretending to cough before continuing, "—pee."

Declan abruptly turned his back on Margaux and took a slight stroll before stepping aside, and the young man completely lost sight of her.

What's the deal with that moron Declan?

Declan couldn't help but lick his lips as his hands began to move up and down from the length of his body.

He closes his eyes as he enjoys the sensation. To release his lust, he must first leave Margaux to accompany the girl into his office.

He had moved to the far end of the cubicle. When he began to move his hands, he felt even more uneasy.

Declan then imagines Margaux, leaning down on his crotch and blowing him up. He became increasingly aroused and smiled as he imagined the girl was making him happy.

Declan opened his eyes abruptly. The thought of Margaux's folly frightened him.

"Oh fuck!" he yelled, and was punched on the side of the wall in frustration. Declan's stomach continues to ache because he hasn't completely expelled all of his juices.

"Margaux is not a woman to even praise; she is not a woman, damn it!" Declan scolded himself and fell silent for a moment as he imagined Margaux's bulging chest oozing out of her spaghetti top.

He was tensed once more. Because of this, his pupils constricted.

Declan stood up angrily, oblivious to the fact that his pain persisted. He exited the cubicle by zipping the zipper shut.

He noticed Kendra raising her hand across the comfort room's doorway and looking at him seductively.

Kendra was one of his employees, and he had several affairs with her.

"Would you like to release the body heat, sir?" Kendra asked flirtatiously, and Declan motioned for the girl to come over.

Before closing the door, the woman smiled. In turn, he gradually opened his pants and gave birth to his stretch.

Declan noticed Kendra gulping twice.

"Large and... ahh! Sir!"

Declan grabbed the girl and pushed her against the wall.

One of his favorite ways to devour a woman her was tooking them from behind.

"Pinned your breast on the wall, lady," he said, and the woman immediately obeyed.

Declan, on the other hand, did not hesitate to sweep her gown and immediately inserted his length into its delicateness.

"... aaah! S-sir, D-Declan, y-yeah fuck me hard, ahhh!" Margaux's face faded from his sight as he began to plunge quickly into the woman's hood.

With his eyes closed, he allowed himself to be delighted by the girl's alluring face.

"—Fuck! Oh, my god! D-Declan, ahhn! More! D-deep!" Declan's treatment of Margaux's delicacy was pull-out, hardly, and rough. When he heard its seductive growl, he became even more ecstatic.

"M-Margaux!... aaaaah, f-fuck!" Declan's lips parted, but he was taken aback when the woman in front of him abruptly left, causing him to open his eyes.

Declan found Kendra's tone angry when his partner asked, "Who is Margaux?" And now he's having a complete mental breakdown.

"W-what?" Declan asked back, asking the girl because he had no idea what the woman was saying.

"Don't respond to me with that furious look, Declan; you mentioned her name instead of shouting my name." His lips parted. He did mention Margaux's name?

Oh, Jesus Grace!

"Is she the woman you're going to bring into your company? Is that flirty woman still wearing the—"

"Don't even dare to call Margaux a flirt, Kendra!"

Because of his enraged yell, the girl took a step back. In turn, he was taken aback by his incredible scream.

"I'm leaving." Kendra was already out of the cubicle before Declan could respond, and he couldn't believe it.

Calling Margaux's name while he is with another associate is a new experience for him.

He frowned before closing the zipper on his pants and leaning tiredly against the wall.

Declan should take action to prevent this from happening again. But the question is, is he capable of doing so?

LOOKING at the strewn papers on Declan's desk, Margaux's eyes narrowed and she thought the man was truly rebellious.

Margaux adjusted her clothes, but when she looked down, she discovered that she was not dressed as a corporate secretary.

"That annoying Declan the bastard!" she murmured softly to herself as she rushed over to Declan's table, sat down, and began to put away his belongings.

Yes, her plans went as planned, but she couldn't quite imagine what she was going to wear on her first day as the man's secretary.

Margaux can see from his reaction that Declan was gradually becoming interested in her, but not fully. When that happens, she will light a lamp on the floor to commemorate the fact that she is the victor of her vengeance.

Margaux sat in the swivel chair for a few more seconds, putting away some of the important papers that appeared to have been passed by a storm due to the amount of clutter.

She then noticed a red object taped to the far end of the table, and Margaux only realized it was lipstick when she brought her face closer to it and stroked it with her index finger.

When the door suddenly opened, she looked up, and it made a very loud noise.

Margaux rose to her feet. Especially when she saw a beautiful woman who was furious at her and quickly walked towards her.

"How dare you, bitch!" Given the speed of events, Margaux did not disarm the woman right away.

Her right hand landed hard on her cheek, twisting her head as a result of the force of the impact.

Margaux's eyes widened as she looked up in surprise at the woman who had slapped her.

She, on the other hand, will not take advantage of the situation. She also raised her hand to return the slap.

The more force she received, the more powerful she unleashed.

"Birth, flirty, whore!" Margaux just raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms, staring at the woman.

"Are you referring to yourself, young lady?"

The woman's face darkened and she immediately raised her right hand to slap her again, but Margaux's reflexes were quick and she quickly caught the woman's arm.

Declan came up with that phrase in the scene to greet the man inside. When his gaze shifted to the hand she was holding on the woman, his attention was drawn to her. Declan rushed over to where they were, while a dark face stared at her.

Goodness! Margaux appears to be the bad guy in this situation!

"Drop your hands, Margaux," Declan yelled angrily as she was unable to move due to her shock.

What difference does it make? Will he defend this snobbish woman more than she, who was the first to complain?

"Are you okay, Kendra?" Declan asked, and Margaux couldn't help but roll her eyes.

As she turned her gaze to Margaux, a woman named Kendra secretly smiled at her.

When Declan caressed the temple, it resurfaced with its face and acted hurt once more.

The two idiots are flirting with her in front of her. How enthralling!

"Get out first, Kendra, and return to your position; I'll just speak with Margaux."

"However, what might she say—"

"I have more faith in you than she does."

Margaux became irritated. Is Declan truly so enraged by her that he will insult her again in front of his woman?

Declan confronted the woman named Kendra as soon as she emerged.

She then noticed his subdued reaction while staring at her adamantly. Then he said something.

Declan has his arms crossed and his hands clasped as he asks, "What happened?"

Margaux, on the other hand, was cast as a character on the air because... Why would she speak if he doesn't make her believe?

"I slapped your girl!" Margaux bravely exclaimed in his face, and she was taken aback when Declan abruptly approached her without taking his gaze away from her.

Declan appeared in front of her shortly after. They are only a few inches apart. Declan then pulls her shoulders back and turns her to face him.

Declan looked her in the eyes for the first time in her life, and he was serious.

After a while, he lowered his face to force them to look at each other. Brows furrowed before he fixed his gaze on her lips.

"Margaux, tell me what really happened when I'm not there."

"That's what I slapped—"

Declan suddenly touched his lips to Margaux's, and she couldn't finish what she was about to say. Margaux's mind immediately blanked out.

Declan's lips moved to savor her delectable mouth, and she felt his hands travel to her body and find his hands at her peak.

The young man turned her around and pressed his body against Declan's. His hands were now massaging Margaux's breast, and she admitted that she was having a great time.

Then she closes her eyes and lets Declan ravish her with all of his might. She expertly wrapped her arm around Declan's neck, and the man intensified the kiss.

Margaux can't stop groaning.

"Shit! Margaux!" Declan exclaimed, her delicacy caressed by his hands. Despite the fact that she was still wearing leggings, the young man inserted his hand into her delicacy.

Margaux embraced the sweetness that engulfed her entire being. This is her first time being touched, and Declan remains the first man she allows to touch her body.

Her lips parted, even though Declan was already caressing her clitoris.

Then, startled, she opened her eyes. And pushed Declan as hard as she could. The young man appeared taken aback by what she had done to his already manly eyes.

Margaux fiddled with her clothes and couldn't bear looking at the young man. And she, on the other hand, hears Declan's slow laughter.

She shifted her gaze to the young man at an inconvenient moment.

And I even saw him licking the finger he used to caress his cl*toris.

Margaux backed away and was about to leave Declan's office when he grabbed her arm and effortlessly converted her once more.

Declan is on her back, and Margaux is on his. He hugged her tightly, as if he didn't want to let her go.

Margaux's hair miraculously healed when she felt Declan's kiss on her neck while he massaged her breasts once more.

"You're not going to be able to get rid of me now, Margaux," he said seductively.

Declan's enticing voice made her hair stand on end.

"D-Declan, l-leave me alone, you beast!"

"Not until you're willing to lie naked in bed with me," he said, her face flushed. There's anxiety, fear, and... excitement. Declan, on the other hand, is not the type of man she will let him break the most stringent rules she has set aside for her future husband.

Her mind began to work at that moment. Margaux raised her right foot and broke what was between Declan's thighs.

Declan was able to free her, and she moved away from him quickly.

As he held the squirming in pain stretch, the young man jumped in pain.

Margaux felt sorry because she knew it had caused great pain, but she felt no remorse in particular, and it appeared that the young man had no intention of letting her go.

She then laughed quietly to herself. She was victorious in the first stage.

"Y-you will pay for this, Margaux, you will pay for this.

"I'm willing to do anything that — aww! It fucking hurts."

Maragux smiled as she held her successful invisible trophy in her right hand. She was about to open the door when Declan appeared in front of her, his silly grin still on her.

Goodness!

"Asshole, release me, help!" Margaux yelled effortlessly as it loaded her like a sack of rice on his right arm.

She slapped his back, but Declan just spanked her butt.

"Declan! Release me!" she yelled again, but Margaux could only hear his loud laughter.

"There's no point in shouting, Margaux; this is my office, and it's completely soundproof."

As a result, she was even more nervous. Especially after he turned left on the road and Declan was still walking down the long corridor while the man carried her on his right arm.

"Declan, where are you taking me, you jerk!"

"In my private room, Margaux. You have nothing to lose now, and we will both scream in pleasure once I'm in."

Margaux's thoughts are wandering all over the place. Declan is the man she despises, but... Why does she appear to enjoy it?

What was the source of her sudden excitement?

What made her think that she would enjoy what Declan would do to her?

B-but....

"Declan... please put me down! Have mercy on me," the young man said as he came to a halt before entering what he claimed was a private room.

Then it lowered her, and when she looked up, his face darkened.

Declan then spoke, and she was taken aback by his icy tone.

"Leave, Margaux, before I do something you don't approve of."

He bowed, and Maragux sighed as he heard Declan's rage.

"Leave now, what are you waiting for?"

Declan yelled, and Margaux backed away. Declan was enraged because she could see it with his eyes.

He'd just realized he was re-spelling the corridor back to Declan's office. She even caught Mr. Conrad's attention in astonishment by looking behind her.

"Ms. Anson, did you happen to see Mr. Heisenberg—" she cut him off and just kept walking out of Declan's office without saying anything.

Shit!

And then Margaux realized something about her plan;

How long could she keep pretending to be Declan's secretary for the next few days?

And will she be able to exact her vengeance so soon?