Can't stop loving you

"Reporter, don't waste my time." Maynard said impatiently.

Viola gave a slight cough and smiled embarrassingly. "Mr. Chu, I know that your time is money. No problem. I'll start right away."

Viola opened her laptop that had been put on the sofa the whole night. This time, she asked a relatively euphemistic question. "What kind of woman do you think is charming?" She thumbed up for herself in her mind.

This seemed to be an unimportant question, and Maynard should have answered it?

Maynard fixed his eyes on the screen of his cellphone. Astonished, he asked, "Reporter Qi, do you have any improper desire for me?"

Viola's eyesight was very good. From her angle, she saw Maynard was playing with her cellphone happily.

Viola had goose bumps all over her.

She held the notebook in her arms a little tighter unconsciously and said in a low voice, "How could that be possible? Mr. Chu, although you're handsome and rich, you have a very bad character. Who will like a CEO who doesn't know about suffering at all?"

Hearing her complaint, Maynard raised his head and took a faint look at her.

"Really?" A smile played at the corners of Maynard's mouth. An evil smile played at the corners of his eyes and at the corners of his mouth. "Are you mocking me for not being charming?" he asked. The label on the hood was so big that Viola could smell danger.

When the alarm rang, she pretended to be calm but actually she felt nervous. She said with shyness, "No, no, No. I was just kidding. Don't lower yourself to the same level as me, ho-ho."

She was so guilty that she could only hide her feeling with laughter.

Maynard was not angry, and his smile was gentle and harmless. "I'm extremely bad. Don't you know human sufferings?"

Viola didn't struggle at all and quickly changed her tone. "I was talking nonsense. You are rich, powerful and a broad-minded entrepreneur. Every time I see you, my heart beats quickly and is full of joy."

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she turned her head and wanted to slap herself. Maynard put down his cellphone randomly and crooked his finger towards her. "Come here."

Viola stepped back reflectively, full of caution on her face. "What do you want to do?"

"Are you afraid of me turning out to be such a coward and having an affair?" Maynard said ironically.

Realizing that she had gone too far, Viola relaxed a little and said stubbornly, "Who said I was scared? Not at all."

"Then why not come over?" Maynard said defiantly, a hint of fleeting light flashing across his eyes.

"Just come. I am not afraid!" said Viola.

Maynard raised his eyebrows, as if he was watching a play.

Viola's words were like spilled water, which couldn't be taken back. She was very upset.

She had no choice but to put down her notebook and strode around the rectangular table between the sofas. When she was about to say something, her hand was pulled by Maynard and pulled to the side.

"Ah!" Cried Viola.

Viola fell down on the sofa, and her long hair spread out. The black and bright luster made Maynard recall the touch he used to have between her hairs.

Noticing the dangerous glint in Maynard's eyes, Viola propped herself up with her hands on the sofa to get up.

As soon as she moved, Maynard bent over and pressed her back. Then he said by her ear, "It seems that you've been admiring me for a long time. I'll give you a chance to realize your true feelings." The warm breath spread around her ears. She felt embarrassed and moved aside.

Hearing the kind of charity from Maynard, she could not help but roll her eyes. "Who has admired you? Your face is so big. Don't you have a little guilty conscience? Get off me now!

Despite saying so, she still pushed him hard with her hands against his chest. However, the physical strength difference between men and women was great, so she tried her best to push him a few times, but to no avail.

Viola was breathing so fast that her cheeks turned red.

"You said no. didn't you be very enthusiastic that night in the hotel?" Smelling the faint fragrance of her, Maynard became hoarse and attractive.

Upon hearing this, Viola got even angrier.

Enthusiasm? 'Damn you!'!

She was just complaining in her heart and didn't realize that she was being watched over again.

Maynard said, looking at the white and slender neck of Viola.

Then her sight fell on her collar which was slightly open after her violent struggle and her reddish sight. She felt her mind begin to be restless.

"I didn't expect that you are such a sexy woman." Maynard said in an ambiguous tone, and his big hand uncovered her coat.

A spasm of terror passed over Viola. She punched him in the chest as if she had been pricked by a needle, "You pervert! Pervert! Where are you looking at?"

She had lost her virginity twice. How was it going to be okay?

It seemed that she was really angry with her fist. Hearing that, Maynard stopped the movement of his hand, which was not obvious at all. He only took a pause in an instant. "I've seen all your body." Maynard laughed instead of getting angry.

Viola struggled hard and finally let go of his hand. She covered her collar and glared at him. "Shame on you!"

However, she was pressed back by Maynard the next second after hearing his evil and attractive smile. His hands grasped her easily and she could not move at all.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐