His Domineering Lover

Amy took a quick shower and came out with only her bra and underwear.

She thought Jay would definitely fall for her after seeing her perfect curves.

She reapplied her makeup in front of the mirror and scrutinized her well-proportioned figure.

She was not as tall as Serena, but her body proportions were very good. She had the charisma of a mature woman.

Amy posed before the mirror narcissistically, totally ignorant of what was going on downstairs.

Jay went straight to the restaurant.

The executives of the company were having dinner at another table.

When they saw Jay, everyone stood up and greeted him.

They looked surprised to run into Jay.

But actually, Jay had asked his executive assistant to arrange it especially.

He said apologetically, "I was meeting a client just now. Don't blame me for not joining you."

Seeing that they were almost finished, he said,

"Amy was with me tonight. She's a little drunk."

"Would you buy her some anti-alcoholic drug and send it to her? I have to go now."

"Of course. Where is she?"

"She's having a rest in the hotel upstairs. Could you send her home after she sobers up?"

"Okay, we'll see to it."

Now everyone knew that Jay and Amy didn't sleep together.

Rumors were just rumors.

Jay called Amy and asked for her room number. Amy answered quickly, her heart beating fast, expecting his coming.

After Jay left, one executive said, "It seems that we all misunderstood the relationship between them. The president obviously doesn't like Amy." They all understood that Jay's leaving when Amy was drunk and waiting for him in a hotel room meant he wanted nothing to do with her.

When Amy heard the knock on the door, she thought it was Jay.

She dragged her underwear lower and went to open the door.

But what she saw was a group of her colleagues. She screamed and ran back inside.

"Why are you here!" Amy's mind went blank.

Her colleagues quickly realized that Amy wanted to seduce their president.

The situation was a bit awkward. "The president asked us to give you anti-alcoholic drug and then send you home."

They could tell that Amy was not in a drunken stupor.

She was sober or she wouldn't have reacted like that.

"I'll rest here tonight. Thank you for your help. I'm really drunk," Amy said.

Those outside the door exchanged glances.

"Then we will leave. Have a good rest."

Hearing that the door was closed again, Amy buried her head into the quilt.

Where is Jay!

Sarcastic remarks sounded in the corridor.

"She actually wants to seduce the president!"

"Is she out of her mind? Who does she think she is? Pageant queen?"

"She's so disgusting!"

"Is this how she got her position?"

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Amy freaked out. The whole company would soon know about it by tomorrow.

"D*mn, I should have been more patient!" She cursed.

Jay sent a message to Serena.

"It will be over tomorrow."

"All right."

He prepared a huge gift for Amy.

"She'll fall and never get up again."

"I'm looking forward to it."

Jay had always wanted to pay Adam back.

Adam was not short of money so Jay had been waiting for a better chance.

Jay was very happy to be of help.

It began to rain.

"President, we've arrived."

Jay got off the car and saw a girl curling into a ball in the rain.

"Why are you still here?" Jay found this girl in the garbage a few days ago.

He'd saved her from a gangster and brought her home, but she'd left the next day.

"I have nowhere to go. Could you bring me home?" The girl implored.

"No." Jay turned her down flatly.

He went

and looked back. The girl was there, her whole body drenched.

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t belongs to swet

Suddenly, she leaned forward and fell to the ground.

Jay strode over and swept her up. He could tell from her burning body that she was having a fever.

The girl was as light as a feather.

Her skin was yellow because of malnutrition. Her thick eyelashes were like the wings of butterflies.

Jay lay her down on his sofa and rummaged for his medicine kit.

He gave her some cold pills and tucked her in a blanket.

Considering her haggard face, he wondered what she had gone through.