After giving him a peck on his lips, Sophia tried to pull herself away but Charles grabbed her waist and pulled her in to deepen the kiss.
His kiss was so deep that it nearly reached her throat, the air in her lungs was squeezed out, and it felt so uncomfortable that she reached out and pushed him away.
Charles did not kiss her again, but he did not let go either. He held her tightly in his arms as though he was trying to merge her body with his. "I really want you."
His eyes were deep and his voice was unbearably hoarse, sounding like a beast that was ready to hunt when he said these words.
"Our child is still less than three months old. Weâll be risking a miscarriage."
His grip was too tight, his entire body drenched in sweat, he was also breathing at a much faster pace than usual. Worried that he would act impulsively, Sophia pushed him away.
Charles was still holding her tightly and refusing to let go. His chest was rising and falling.
Sophiaâs expression changed several times when she felt his eagerness to give it a go. Finally, she said in an extremely soft voice, "I can... use my hands to help you."
They had done much more intimate things than this. It might not be so unbearable if she used her hands to help him.
The words âDon't move, I'll let go after holding you for a while moreâ had reached Charlesâ throat when he swallowed them back in. Loosening his grip slightly, he said, "Hands... and mouth."
Sophia frowned but made no reply.
"Hands..." âare fine as well.â
Before Charles could finish his words, Sophia cut him off and said, "Okay."
...
After relieving him multiple times, Sophia's palms were red, her cheeks and the corners of her mouth were a little sore, and a fishy taste lingered in her mouth.
Charles pulled out a few tissues, then took her hand and wiped it. She broke away and grabbed the tissues to wipe it herself.
Seeing that she was not in a good mood, he cleared his throat and said, "I was too rough just now."
It was just that it had been so long since she last took charge, plus she was not behaving as reluctant as she used to either; therefore, he had failed to control himself and held on much longer than usual.
Sophia threw away the dirty tissues and poured a glass of water to rinse her mouth.
"I'll be gentler next time." Charles walked behind her, wrapped one hand around her waist, and brushed the bite marks he left on her neck with the other.
Sophia pushed him away. "There will be no next time."
She thought that cooperating with him in bed was exhausting enough, but did not expect that it would be even more tiring using her hands and mouth.
Furthermore, he was so big that he filled her mouth to the point that it hurt as she struggled to maintain her grip.
*
Master Harris' was far more ruthless than what Sophia had thought. In just less than a day, he had helped William become Jones Groupâs president, taking twenty-five percent of Jones Group's shares and stood up to Leah as an equal.
In addition to that, Master Harris had convened a meeting after listening to Charles' suggestions and analyzed the benefits of partnering up with White Industries in the electrical appliances market, handing over all the projects they worked with Jones Group previously to White Industries.
With Harris Corporation stepping up to suppress Jones Group, no company dared to cooperate with Jones Group in the electrical appliances market anymore. All the electrical appliances manufactured by Jones Group had rotted in their own hands.
In just one night, all the money that Jones Group had made in the electrical appliances market in the past two years was lost. Not only that, but they had also offended Master Harris. The gains could not offset the losses at all.
Sophia saw the news when she arrived at the company. Despite that, there was nothing worth feeling happy about. Even though Jones Group was facing a temporary defeat, it was still far more powerful than White Industries. What was more, based on her understanding of Leahâs character, she certainly would not leave the matter at that.
Nevertheless, she did not expect Leah to turn up that noon itself.
"Are you free to have a meal together?" On the first floor of White Industries, Leah looked haggard sitting in a wheelchair.
Sophia said apologetically, "Sorry, Iâm not free."
"Youâre not free, or you arenât brave enough?" Leah suppressed her voice, failing to control her emotions in front of Sophia for the first time.
Never in a million years would she expect Sophia to actually set her up with that IQ of hers!
"You look really scary like that. Youâve frightened me and my baby." Sophia panicked. "Itâs precisely because Charles is worried that people like you will hurt me and the baby that he picks me up for lunch every noon."
Leah took a deep breath and tried to stay calm. "There are only two of us here. No one is watching, so you don't have to put on a show."
"What are you talking about? Why canât I understand a word youâre saying?" Sophia said with an innocent look on her face. "Put on a show? The way you look just now is truly terrifying. You frightened me."
The enmity and dispute between the two of them had reached a point where it was known to all. At this time, many White Industries employees looked over when they noticed them standing together.
Some were watching the fun, while others were worried about Sophia.
Picking up their reactions coupled with Sophia acting all innocent in front of her, Leah clenched the wheelchairâs armrests firmly, the look on her face turned fearfully grim.
Sophia blinked. "Ms. Jones, I think you should smile. I think you look good when you smile. You look quite scary like that," she suggested sincerely.
Leah tried very hard to smile. For a moment, she could not stop the flames of rage that were flowing in her limbs and bones. "Can I just ask whatâs with the hickey on your neck?â
She refused to believe that Sophia was a person with such strong logical thinking. They had been friends for so many years, she knew her way of doing things very well!
"What else? Charles did it of course," Sophia said shyly.
The embarrassed look on her face looked particularly offending to Leahâs eyes. "Arenât you guys worried about the child at all?!"
"Ms. Jones, donât you know that apart from employing the actual gun, one can also use mouth and hands?" Sophia covered her mouth, looking both astonished and embarrassed, saying, "Oh, I forgot that Charles is all that you ever think about, that you have never had a boyfriend and are still an old virgin. Iâm sorry.â
Leah had never lost to Sophia in anything apart from her romantic relationship. She had almost completely failed to control the frenzied rage that was surging in her body. "Sophia White!"
Atrophy of Love: Mr. Harris, Stop Fooling Around!
ï¤Chapter 323 You Will Be The Only One I Will Ever Take The Initiative To Kiss As she was slightly loud, many people turned over and looked in their direction.
Ever since Sophia and Leahâs affairs were reported in the media, many people sympathized with Sophia. Women, especially. Young women.
Seeing how Sophia was being yelled at at this moment, several young female employees walked over, not even remotely polite when they saidâ
"Ms. Jones, this is White Industries, not Jones Group. Donât you think youâve gone too far coming all the way here to bully Ms. White?"
"Sheâs not stopping even when sheâs already disabled, so does that mean that she will get more rampant if she wasnât disabled?"
"I canât believe that I admired you back then. Youâre nothing but a cruel-hearted and vicious woman!"
No one had ever criticized Leah like that in the last nineteen years of her life, at twenty years old this year, she was criticized very often thanks to Sophia.
She had always been a privileged and unusually lucky girl. Usually, even if disputes broke out, others would take her side and criticize the other party.
When had anyone ever criticized her like that?!
Sophia looked at Leah's sullen face and sneered in her heart. Her face, on the other hand, showed worry. "Ms. Jones didn't cross the line. The most she did was just yell at me and threaten me. Don't talk about her like that, guys. Sheâs just heartbroken."