My Heart only Beats for You

Although the soft bed was extremely comfortable, Natalie still felt it was weird for her to sleep in it. "Mr. Whitlock, I'd better go downstairs. I'm used to sleeping on the desk." Natalie again declined.

"Why?" Her eyelashes trembled slightly while she thought of an excuse. "There would be many staff napping in my office as well, so I feel safe sleeping with them around me." "I'll sleep with you then." Speechless, Natalie waved her hands frantically in panic.

"You'll feel safe that way," he said earnestly, expression serious.

Of course, Natalie couldn't refute that. She had practically set herself up.

After shesitation, Natalie laid stiffly on the soft bed with Tobias next to her.

She was so nervous even her fingertips shook.

Good heavens, was she dreaming? She, Natalie Godfrey, was now taking a nap in YS Group on the sbed with its president.

"Aren't you going to sleep?" Tobias's voice startled her.

Then, he stretched out his arms and bracketed her waist, thumb rubbing against her hipbone, and his breath tickled her neck.

At once, the hair on her neck stood on end, and a tingling sensation spread along her spine.

Natalie subconsciously wiggled a little in his embrace.

She was still not used to being held by Tobias from behind like this.

"Don't... move," He suddenly uttered, his voice a little hoarse. "You're burningup, Natalie." Her body froze, a little startled.

Sure enough, she felt his hot member pressing against her, and she did not dare move.

However, his erection did not seem to go away even though she already stopped moving.

Instead, it got harder, and harder.

Natalie panicked a little. How could he have such a reaction in the office? This was a huge problem.

It was literally a 'huge' problem.

Her heart pounded heavily, and she did not know what to do.

Lisa's words once again popped into Natalie's mind.

Nervous, she clenched her hands, feeling them starting to sweat.

Would Tobias really take her right there and then? The more she thought about that being a possibility, the more anxious she became.

"Mr. Whitlock," Natalie's voice trembled, "Not here, please?" "What are you referring to?" Tobias's raspy whisper sounded in her ears, his breathing shallow and rapid.

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"Which thing?" Natalie was on the verge of a panicked meltdown.

The big boss already had a huge erection in his pants. How could he pretend not to understand what she was saying? She bit her lip. "I don't want my first... to be here." Since they were already officially together, she knew intimacy was bound to happen.

But she did not want her first tto be in an office.

There was a short pause behind her for a moment. After a while, Tobias replied huskily, "Where, then? At home?" Natalie did not know what to answer. In the end, she could only manage a low murmur.

"Then we'll do it at htonight," he declared.

Natalie's eyes widened.

That wasn't what she meant! She just wanted to say that she didn't want her first tto be in the office. She never mentioned anything about "doing it" with him that night.

"Mr. Whitlock, I—" Natalie hastily started to explain, but a pair of strong hands gently covered her mouth. "Shh. Be good and don't talk. Sleep." Natalie's lips parted, but she couldn't say anything.

Tobias removed his hands from her waist and scooted a little further away.

Natalie heaved a sigh of relief, no longer feeling his heat pressing behind her.

Initially, she thought there was no way she could fall asleep in the president's office, but the surprisingly snug and cozy bed got the best of her. She dozed off within minutes. While she slept, she had a dream.

She dreamed that Tobias was doing raunchy things to her.

In her dream, Natalie was raising her hands in surrender, begging, "Please don't, Tobias." Tobias tilted his chin and flashed her an evil grin. "Baby, what is it that you don't want?" "Don't...don't eat me." "You're so cute. Why can't I eat you?" Despite her protests, he ripped her clothes off, devouring her with savaged lust.

Even in her dreams, she could feel obvious pleasure building inside as if her entire body was floating in the clouds.

When she cdown from the clouds, she woke up with a start.

Natalie turned over and realized that she was lying on the bed alone.

When she pulled out her phone to look at the time, she knew she was finished.

It was already four in the afternoon, way past lunch hours.

In a panic, Natalie gave a sharp gasp and cursed herself for being such a heavy sleeper.

She sprang out of the bed and rushed out of the room at once.

All she could think about was that she was late, and also very certainly dead.

As soon as she hurtled out of the room, she saw Benjamin and an executive outside, reporting to Tobias.

Their voices trailed off when they noticed her.

Natalie's face flushed red in an instant.

Would they think that she was doing inappropriate things with Tobias in the office? "Natalie, you're awake," Tobias commented.

Needless to say, Natalie was even more embarrassed.

"Well, I... Uh..." She stuttered awkwardly, scuttling out of Tobias's office as if walking on hot coal.

Her career and reputation were surely over this time.

News of her sleeping in the president's office would undoubtedly spread in the company.

The thought dizzied her, and a helpless hand flew to clasp at her forehead.

After work, Benjamin drove Natalie home.

Tobias had another meeting that evening. Since he took a leave of absence to take care of Natalie the day before, he had a lot of work to catch up on.

Natalie did not dare look at Benjamin when they were in the car.

Her face was burning as red as a tomato the whole time.

Benjamin noticed this and asked in concern, "Miss Godfrey, is something wrong?" That question made Natalie cough, slight panic flashing in her eyes. "No, nothing." Benjamin grunted in acknowledgment and explained, "Oh, I just thought that your cheeks looked redder than usual, that's why I asked." Natalie touched her face.

Was she blushing that hard? "Is my face really red?" she asked.

"You can't tell?" Natalie laughed dryly, "Well, it might be because the weather is too hot." "It's not that bad." Benjamin thought the weather was rather cooling of late. How could she feel warm? Natalie suddenly felt fidgety.

Since she was still mulling over what happened that afternoon, she felt that Benjamin's concern was an attempt to hint at something else.

In reality, Benjamin only asked that casually.

However, Natalie was certain that Benjamin was insinuating something.

She couldn't suppress her feelings anymore and blurted out, "Mrom pson, about what happened this Simps you didn't misunderstand anything, did you?" A puzzled look appeared on his face. "What's there forto misunderstand? Everyone in the company knows about you and Mr. Whitlock." Natalie almost choked on her saliva.

She stared at Benjamin with her eyes wide open. "Mr. Simpson, you're not joking, are you?"

"Miss Godfrey, you are Mr. Whitlock's partner. This is very normal, and we all understand, so please don't worry," Benjamin said, his facial expressions neutral.

Her face was no longer the only thing that felt like it had been lit on fire. Her shoulders, arms and legs - her entire body felt like it was lit up in flames. She wished nothing more than to dig a hole, jump into it and never cback out.

Apparently, the whole company had known about her and Tobias. And they all thought that they were sleeping together in the office! That was why Benjamin was not surprised by her disheveled look in Tobias's office that afternoon when she awoke from the nap.

He probably also thought that they were getting it on in the office! Natalie kept her mouth shut throughout the rest of the car ride.

It was better for her to not speak anyway.

The more she spoke, the more awkward it would be.

Besides, everyone seemed to be in the know regarding their relationship.

When they finally arrived at the Whitlock family's villa, Natalie was about to get down when Benjamin suddenly started speaking.

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