"I drove here, so I won't trouble you, President Kane."
"How could it be any trouble? It would be my honor to take Miss Joyce home."
"President Kane…" As Aria Joyce spoke with a smile, her eyes landed on a man and a woman in the hallway, and she trailed off.
When Ian Shaw heard the man's voice, he froze. He was holding the woman tightly, panting as he tried to rein in his urges...
The woman in Ian Shaw's arms buried her blushing face in his chest, not daring to look up. He had already unbuttoned her clothes, so if he weren't shielding her, she would have been completely exposed.
When President Kane noticed Aria Joyce had fallen silent, he frowned and followed her gaze.
He saw Aria Joyce staring at the embracing couple and sneered in disdain. When he turned back to her, his fawning expression returned. "Miss Joyce, see someone you know?"
