Chapter 1: Chapter 1

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<html><head></head><body>After my husband passed away, I lived alone with two children. To get a promotion, I took an ice bath and then went to the manager's office. Unexpectedly, even though I offered myself, he refused to touch me at the company. Just when I thought the promotion was doomed, he took me, barely dressed, to a busy street full of traffic. "Let's do it right here," he said. ... My name is Olivia Anderson. I am 36 years old and have two children. Recently, there was a promotion opportunity at the company, and everyone was trying to curry favor with the manager. Naturally, I wanted that promotion too, so I came up with a plan. During the lunch break, I went home and took an ice bath. I could clearly feel my skin tightening bit by bit. Not just my skin—other parts of my body became firmer too. I also made sure to apply fragrant body lotion. When I arrived at the office, not only were the male colleagues staring, but Manager Julian Roscente's eyes were fixed on me too. He took the bait! I smiled triumphantly. "Manager Julian, there's some work I don't quite understand. I’d like to ask you about it." Wearing tight jeans, I walked toward him step by step. "What kind of work?" Julian asked, his gaze unwavering. He looked me over even more boldly, from head to toe. "Let's discuss it in your office," I suggested. As I spoke, the keys in my pocket suddenly fell to the ground. I bent down to pick them up, but two buttons on my blouse unexpectedly popped open. "Ah!" I hurriedly covered my blouse. But I’m a mother of two, so my figure is naturally quite full. And I usually go braless out of habit. So at that moment, my hands couldn’t cover everything. All eyes turned toward me. The male colleagues looked like they wanted to devour me. Just then, Julian quickly covered me with his jacket and led me to his office. "Thank you, Manager Julian," I said, lowering my head and biting my lip. I thought he would let me go, but his hands seemed glued to me, holding me firmly. "Olivia Anderson, right? Are you new here?" "Yes..." I had indeed just joined the company less than a month ago. I never thought I’d get so lucky to encounter a promotion opportunity so soon. And I’d heard that Julian had a reputation for being lustful. How could I let this chance slip away? "Are your children still breastfeeding?" Julian suddenly asked, his hands still exploring. I blushed deeply. "No, my children are already in elementary school." Julian smirked slightly. His intense gaze felt like it was seeing right through me. "Then why do you have such a sweet scent on you?" Hearing this, I suddenly remembered the body lotion I had applied. It seemed to have worked—he noticed it. I lowered my head, twisting my hands together, pretending to be embarrassed. "Maybe... it’s just natural," I murmured. The next moment, he suddenly wrapped his arm around my waist, his warm breath brushing against my neck. "You’ve already had two children, yet you’re still so shy?" "How did your late husband treat you? Tell me about it." Oh my god, how could he be so direct? Even though I’d heard about his reputation, I still found it hard to handle. "Manager Julian, my husband has been dead for a long time. It’s been so long since I’ve..." My face burned as if about to explode. Smack! Julian suddenly slapped me. "Ouch!" I couldn’t help crying out. Julian laughed arrogantly. "You can’t handle even this?" He pinned me against the desk. His fingers traced my skin. After the ice bath, my skin felt uncomfortably tight. "Manager Julian, please let me go. Let’s... let’s talk about work first," I stammered. He chuckled and gripped my waist firmly. "And yet you still have the nerve to talk about work?" "Why are women always so contradictory?" My face grew hotter, and I couldn’t utter a word. This Julian really knew how to push buttons! "But your skin is quite nice. How is it so fair?" He suddenly nuzzled close to my ear. His warm, breathy voice whispered into my ear. </body></html>