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Kwan closed his eyes and pressed his lips against her as her grip on his collar tightened further in emotion.

He then began to suck her lips leisurely. Her hand travelled up all the way to his neck. Landing her desirable touches over his neck gradually, she gave him herself.

He then held her waist and continued to take it seriously as soon as she fondled the bottom of the ear.

Woo-sunk came inside the chairman's office and locked it from inside as Choi gave him a baffled look. He then sat on the sofa, which was arranged for guests.

"Come here!" He ordered her with a bold voice.

"I have work," she refused, causing his anger to boil.

He came to her, grabbed her wrist, which had been writing something on notes, dragged her towards the sofa vigorously, and pushed her on it.

She purposely threw her eye at the floor while he was growling, "Look at me!"

She breathed out anger. He sighed out of frustration.

He then grasped her hair and pulled it to make her face face him.