His Contractual Mistress

"Princess, I'm going to hang up now. I have a lunch meeting with the foreign investors." 

"Sure, cousin." 

"I'm hoping that one day, you could join us." Shun urged her.

"Maybe that day will come," she answered. 

In the past, it was always her dad who would only join the International Corporate meetings that happened quarterly. Even though she already has her own company, either Bryan or Geoffrey, who would attend the corporate meetings abroad. 

Not long after the video call indeed, Vince arrived. 

She lifted her head when someone knocked on the door. Immediately, her eyes twinkle to see Vince appeared in the door, now striding toward her. 

The talk she had with Shun just now left an amount of worry in her heart. But she would not let Vince notice the gloom lingering in her chest. 

They just dealt with one problem yesterday, but then a new challenge app would measure how strong their love for each other is. 

But as long as Vince will stand by her side. She won't give up on him. She rather gives up everything she had than lose him. 

Looking at him, she could tell he's exhausted, but it didn't lessen how handsome he was. 

When Vince gets near her, she immediately throws her arms around his neck and kisses him passionately. After the kiss they've shared, both are chasing air to breathe. 

The moment he entered the office, his eyes instantly searched for her. Hailey was sitting on the sofa; there are different dishes finely arranged on the coffee table. 

However, even though he was hungry, looking at that beautiful woman staring back at him, he craved for her more than the delicious food waiting on the table. 

Now that she's inside his arms, he couldn't stop teasing her, brushing his lips on top of hers, and his hoarse voice pleaded. 

"Miss Davies, should I strip now?" 

"I would love to!" she replied playfully, biting his lower lip. "However, I know you have another meeting and another one after that and one more later in the evening..." she added and sighed helplessly.

Vince chuckles. "Did my nosy assistant tell you that? Hmm... I should not reward him if I only ever knew his betrayal." 

Upon Vince nibbling her ear, his hand is rubbing her back, and soon she's relaxed from what he did. 

"Silly…" She loves how Vince massages her on the back. "I asked him about your schedule for the entire day so that I could arrange our flight at the most convenient time for both of us. Are you okay with leaving in the evening?"

"Hmm… You are amazing. Thank you for being so thoughtful, darling." Vince muttered between his kisses on her forehead, next at the tip of her nose, then on her neck. 

"I should say the same thing to you, hubby." Hailey gasps when Vince lifts her body and places her on his lap. 

His hands traveled down her foot, massaging her ankle up to her thighs. When Vince's palm slowly trails inside her skirt, she reaches for his ear and bites it. 

"President Shen, isn't I who prefers you for my lunch? It's not the other way around!" 

"Hmm… But don't we have an agreement? That I will strip in front of you to give you an extra service? It looks like I need to prepare a document for you to sign with the arrangement we came up with for the day, so then I have evidence. Next time, if you want me for lunch, you can come to my office and take advantage of me." 

Hailey laughed out loud. Vincent never fails to amuse her. All the time, he was able to thrill her to where she would burst out crying about how charming he was. 

She opened her mouth and welcomed his tempting lips covering hers. She moaned as he deepened his kisses, pushing his tongue inside her mouth to play with hers; she was delighted to accommodate him, conveying how the love she was with him. 

"I love you, Hubby." 

"I love you, Wifey." 

"Hmm… I do crave to see you strip now. However, we only have a little time," she muttered, feeling regretful.

But Vince has something in mind. 

"Who says we only have a little time? Isn't that exciting? We could have a quick…." He was about to say, 'quick s*x', but someone is knocking on the door. It forced him to stand and head to the door. 

The person who was standing outside froze on his feet after he saw his gloomy face. 

"Bo… boss! You're here already!" Bruce exclaimed in fear.

Instead of replying to Bruce, who he bathed with cold sweat, Vince shifted his attention to Bruce's hands holding a box. He could tell that it came from the cafe of this building. 

"Is that a cake?" he asked. 

"Ah. Yes, they are, boss! The princess asks me to order at your coffee shop downstairs." 

"Alright. Thank you." Vince took the box, then shut the door and locked it. 

Left dumbfounded in front of the door, Bruce is sure that he didn't offend his boss. Then why does he seem irritated? 

Men don't have periods like women. But he is sure his boss was getting through such moods today. 

"Hey, Bruce, what's the matter? Has your other boss scolded you?" asked Pitt, who just came back from visiting the DV Gem store. He was walking toward the lounge when he saw Bruce knocking on the princess's office.

Bruce was pulled back to his senses upon hearing Pitt speak behind him. "He didn't, but he seemed gloomy." He replied to the guy, then he mused afterward. 

'I think I came at the wrong time.' 

"He's here again. Pitt could not help but comment after he saw Vincent was here again. It looks like he has a lot of time in his hands." 

"Ah! That's right! I met Tim downstairs, and he invited me to have lunch. Why don't you join us?" 

Pitt queried, "Tim? Mr. Shen's assistant?" 

"Yes, he is! He told me that the boss gave his card to him, so we can eat all we want!" 

"Really?" Pitt reached his chin and smiled evilly. He glanced at the other knight who was lounging in the lobby. "Hey, guys! Mr. Shen is treating us to lunch!" 

Bruce dropped his jaw on the floor.