Domineering Mr. CEO and His Impudent Love

"Ahem, BOSS... the meeting is about to start. Also, Secretary Wellington, the newcomer sent by Mr. Taylor has some documents they can’t handle and are waiting for you to return and complete the handover." Outside the elevator, Ray Mckinley, who had been waiting, said with slight embarrassment.

Today was Abraham Redington’s first official day taking charge of Royal Palace, and it was also the first day of the handover work at this branch in H city.

On such an important day, everyone was too busy to catch their breath.

Senior executives from each department rushed to the top floor, some were in such a hurry dealing with business matters that the secretaries ordered takeout meals for them, which they barely had time to eat before getting to work.

On this crucial day, yet Redington the workaholic managed to find time to take Miss Molly downstairs for a meal.

It was the first time Ray Mckinley had seen Abraham Redington being so ’blurred between personal and professional’.

Hmm, this is good, truly the man in love.

"Understood, tell the others there’s a meeting in the conference room in ten minutes." Abraham Redington’s tone was cold and unhurried as he held onto Molly Wellington’s hand without any intention of letting go.

Back at the company, Molly Wellington of course didn’t want to give people something to talk about, nor would she let personal feelings delay work.

She instinctively tried to pull her hand away, "I’ll go see Mr. Taylor, then head to the conference room to take the meeting minutes."

However, her hand didn’t break free; instead, Abraham Redington tightened his grip on her palm.

The man glanced sideways, his deep blue eyes cool and transparent: "Secretary Wellington, come with me. I have something to instruct you on."

When the superior speaks, especially under the guise of work, Molly Wellington could find no reason to refuse.

Just that...

She looked down at their hands intertwined together.

Obviously speaking in a businesslike tone, yet if it’s about serious matters, couldn’t he let go first and then talk?

The way things are now, what does it look like?

Unfortunately, although Abraham Redington had become more gentle and considerate, his innate stubbornness hadn’t changed.

He refused to let go, leading Molly Wellington with legitimacy to the CEO’s office, and no matter what she said, she couldn’t break free.

Under the sidelong glances of other senior executives and employees, who wanted to look but didn’t dare, Molly Wellington was led into the office by Redington.

The heavy door closed behind Molly Wellington.

She instinctively said, "You just said the meeting is in ten minutes, now theoretically there’s just under ten minutes left... This is your first meeting, you better not be late."

"I won’t be late, nine minutes remaining is enough." Abraham Redington looked at her, his eyes dark and intense.

Molly Wellington was slightly stunned, puzzled: "Enough for what?"

Abraham Redington looked at her with such deep, focused gaze, and an inexplicable warmth.

This gaze made Molly Wellington somewhat afraid to meet his eyes.

The next second, she saw him lean over and whisper, "Enough to kiss you."

The man’s voice was light, with a deep, magnetic quality that sounded cool.

Yet, in such a cold and reserved voice, he was saying something so extremely ambiguous.

While speaking, Abraham Redington was already leaning in, his cool lips nearing, and Molly Wellington felt a gentle kiss fall on her cheek.

"..." She blinked, her delicate lips even slightly parted, unable to believe Abraham Redington’s actions.

In the moment she blinked, the man’s long fingers had already tipped her chin up.

The seductive thin lips neared again, this time landing on her lips.

Abraham Redington’s kiss was unlike the one in the elevator earlier.

His large hand under her chin moved to cup her whole face, leaving her with no escape.

With her back against the door, Molly Wellington had absolutely no room to retreat.

A domineering kiss with clear possessive implications bloomed between them.

The man’s chiseled lips, possessively, kissed fiercely on her tender, honeyed lips.

Each deep kiss made Molly Wellington’s heart tremble slightly, as if a string deep in her soul was being intensely stirred by this man.

[Update completed for Oct 6, see you tomorrow night~]