Matthew unbuckled his belt and looked at her coldly.

“My fault?" Was he wrong to give her a gift?

Erica swallowed nervously as she saw him take off his pants. Fascinated by what she was looking at, she shook her head in a hurry.

"It's my fault." 'He's hot; he's the boss!' she exclaimed in her mind.

A mischievous smile tugged on Matthew's Lips. Satisfied with Erica's apology, he said, "Come here!" Then, he crooked his finger at her.

Erica, perfume bottle in hand, immediately sashayed toward him and asked with a chuckle, "Mr. Matthew, what can I do for you?" Delighted with her attitude, he pulled her into his arms and whispered in her ear, "I was not satisfied with the kiss earlier. Let's do it again!"

Erica giggled, and a tinge of pink graced her cheeks. Then, she Lowered her eyes and saw that he was still undressed. Her face flushed, and she stuttered, "Yes, sure. But you have to wear your clothes first!"

Matthew grabbed the closest night robe in the wardrobe and nimbly put it on. His swift movement caused his muscles to ripple, and Erica almost swooned.

The passion glimmering in her eyes pleased the man. With raised eyebrows, he ordered, "You can start now!"

“O-okay." Erica put the perfume bottle aside, encased his waist with her slender arms, stood on tiptoe, and kissed his thin Lips.

Soon, the sound of their rapid breathing echoed in the otherwise quiet closet.

More than ten minutes later, Erica escaped from Matthew's tight embrace. Before leaving, she grabbed the bottle of perfume.

Bang! The door slammed shut behind Erica. Still excited from her intimate moment with Matthew, she leaned against the wall and tried to steady her breath.

She placed her fair, delicate finger on her hot burning face and thought, 'Oh, my God! Matthew is such a flirt...'

Only then did she realize that she was disheveled. She lowered her head and tidied up her clothes which Matthew had pulled open, before trotting to the dresser to study the perfume.

The perfume had a light fragrance with a lingering scent of fresh fruit. It was delightfully sweet.

Erica licked her lips as she studied the light blue liquid in the bottle. It looked tasty too...

After Matthew showered and changed his clothes, they grabbed a quick lunch outside. As Erica had more classes, she needed to return to school.

At the entrance of Alorith University

Owen glanced at his watch as annoyance coursed through him. He had been waiting for ten minutes.

A few minutes later, he finally saw the person for whom he had been waiting. He immediately straightened his clothes, took a few steps forward, and called, “Mr. Watkins!"

Watkins' brow furrowed when he saw a strange man hailing him. It took a minute or so for Watkins to remember that this man was Owen, one of

Matthew's personal assistants.

But he didn't know why Matthew had sent Owen to him. Cautiously, he greeted the man, “Hello, Mr. Owen.“

With a polite smile, Owen replied, “Mr. Watkins, may I have a word with you?"