The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 792

The next second, she concentrated on him. His goodlooking and chiselled features was reflected in her eyes. He pressed her lips with his warm lips.

Sherman stiffened like a log.

Kingsley came closer to her, held her slender waist gently, and kissed her lips tenderly, "Close your eyes..."

Sherman felt her body become soft and tingly. When she came to her senses, she felt a little angry, 'Why should I close my eyes?'

He confined her tenderly and didn't let go of her.

She still refused to close her eyes and struggled. Kingsley raised her chin. They looked at each other. H e looked at her pink lips deeply and kissed them.

He gazed deeply at her with his black eyes, which seemed to give her all his tenderness.

Her cheeks were hot and her heartbeat accelerated violently. She couldn't get rid of him, so she shifted her eyes away from him. She was no match for him in any way.

The light in the room was dim yellow and very soft. But the atmosphere was blazing like burning fire.

He kissed her lightly and softly for a long time.

After a while, he got rid of her. His lustrous shirt was wrinkled by her scratch. He suddenly kissed her eyes and forehead, which was very gentle, hot and tempting.

Sherman suddenly came to her senses and pushed him away with shame and annoyance.

"I couldn't help myself..." Kingsley's voice was hoarse. Then he said softly, "But I respect you. I'm sorry..."

Therefore, after kissing her eyes and forehead, he didn't continue kissing her.

Sherman looked up at him. His eyes were still deep, with intense and deep lust in his eyes. She was a little confused.

She was not a little girl. The impulse in his eyes showed what he wanted from her. But she did feel that he respected her in the end.

Sherman blushed. She put her hair behind her ear with her hand, and said, "I'm sleepy."

Obviously, she wanted him to leave. Kingsley stood u p, picked up his black coat, and put it on, "Good night."

Sherman turned around and ignored him.

His Bentley Mulsanne was downstairs. He walked out with long legs, got into the car, and put on his seat belt. He rubbed between the eyes with his large and slender hand. He was impulsive just now.

"I do. Call Mr. Wright." The manager handed the phone number to her.

Sherman didn't reach out to take it, but said, "I don't have any credit in my phone. Since you have the phone number, you can call Mr. Wright yourself."

"I'm afraid I'll disturb Mr. Wright. You can use my phone to call him here..."

'Wouldn't I disturb him by calling him?'

She stood still there. The manager called Mr. Wright directly and then put the phone in her hand. He kept staring at her as if he was spying on her.

Sherman was speechless.

The phone beeped for a long time, but no one answered. Sherman sighed in relief, handed the phone to the manager quickly, and went out of the office.

Everyone in the office was impressed with Sherman. She was so lucky to win such a big project even if she made a mess of the report.

But Yanny mocked, "She wasn't lucky. She just relied o n men."

The company representative kept praising Mr. Wright. But Yanny didn't believe that Kingsley was that capable and powerful.