
The cctv camera is turned off. With a satisfied face, Tristan continued his pleasure earlier. He looked back at Ara. Close his face and ...
Ting!
Elevator door opens. Jarvis was surprised that Ara was in the elevator. Especially with Tristan's hand still attached to the girl's chin. He immediately nodded his regards to Tristan. Instantly the memory of their kiss reappears.
Tristan's sharp gaze made Jarvis retreat. They don't kiss. Ara took Tristan's hand off her chin and greeted Jarvis.
"Hello, Jarvis," said Ara. Jarvis nodded. Then Ara got out of the elevator following a growling Tristan.
"Stay in your room. I was in the room with Ara." Tristan warns Jarvis not to enter the room.
"Yes, sir." Jarvis understands. Now that intern is everything.
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Tristan took off his suit and approached Ara who had already sat on the sofa. This girl is confused looking for activities to neutralize her nervousness.
"HH ..." Tristan sat down and leaned against the sofa. Ara who intends to stay away, urung. Tristan looks tired. This man is carrying a lot of burden. Ara took the initiative closer.
"She's sick again?" ask Ara worried. He approached and looked at Tristan in the hope that this man would not get sick.
"No. Just a little tired." Tristan looked to the side and smiled. He's still leaning on the couch. "I couldn't sleep well last night."
"Is there any important work to be done?" Ara concerned.
"No. I just couldn't sleep knowing you were in the next room. I couldn't calm down and wanted to see you last night. You must have slept." Ara turned red again because of Tristan's words.
This guy could make me faint from being too happy.
After easing the explosive sensation in her heart, Ara was able to speak normally.
"Don't get sick, sir." Ara's hand stretched out to check Tristan's forehead. But this guy caught him. Ara surprised.
"You don't want me to get sick?" ask Tristan. Ara nodded. "Give me some extra power." Tristan's eyeballs looked at him gently. Ara pounding.
"Power?"
Tristan will kiss me! He hasn't given up on that.
Sure enough, Tristan closed his lips again. Now there was no reason for Ara to refuse. He let the man's lips touch his lips slowly.
"I became sleepy after kissing you" Tristan said as she placed her head on Ara's shoulder. Ara ball gnashing. Dreamlike. Like a dream in kissing a man who is an important person in this company.
Geck! Geck!
Tristan's door was knocked. Ara looked behind the sofa. Tristan was still leaning on her shoulder with her eyes closed. Looks like Tristan is really asleep. Confused to open the door or let it go. He can't make a decision.
Finally the door opened itself. Apparently Jarvis. Hadn't the man been warned by Tristan not to enter the room.
"Mr Tristan ... " And yet someone barged in and cut Jarvis's sentence. That's Mr. Haga.
"Oh, Grandpa." Ara surprised.
"You're here?" ask him surprised.
"Yes." Yeah." Grandfather's eyeball glanced towards Tristan who was leaning on his shoulder.
"He's asleep?"
"Yes. Just new. I can wake Tristan, Kek."
"no need. If I meet you here, I'd better just talk to you" Grandpa said. Ara was about to shake Tristan's body to a halt.
"With me?" asked Ara confused.
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