Love makes people obsessed and easily corrupt. And so, the two of them spent the entire afternoon kissing.
Sienna Johnson looked in the small mirror at her swollen, chapped lips and fiercely glared at the culprit.
"It's all your fault!"
"What did I do now?"
"Look at my lips! How can I face anyone?"
"We're a legally married couple. Why shouldn't we be able to face people?"
If I go out like this, I'll become the laughingstock of the company. The group president indulging in daylight debauchery, kissing a man in the office until her lips are swollen... My hard-won image!
"I don't have the nerve to face anyone." Sienna rested her head on the table like an ostrich burying its head in the sand, thinking that way she wouldn't have to face the outside world.
"Don't you have a private elevator? Just take it directly to the garage," Adrian said, laughing as he looked at her.
"Oh, right! How could I forget?"
