Chapter 8 After tossing all night , Latrina still decided to go straight to Gerhart . After all , it involved his business . She didn't want things to turn sour between them , and she just wanted to save herself some dignity at the company . Back at the office , Latrina could still hear colleagues whispering behind her . She just ignored those rumors , sitting at her desk to call Kelvin . It took a long time before Kelvin finally answered the call . Could you check if Mr. Crowley's free today ? I'd like to make an appointment with him . " " You can come over now . " She could tell Kelvin hadn't even bothered to ask . She stepped into the elevator , Kelvin hit the button for her , and she reached the 30th floor smoothly . Latrina didn't head straight for the CEO's office . Instead , she turned to Kelvin beside her and asked , " Was Mr. Crowley with my call ? " you when you took " Madam , you're sharp as a tack ! " TE She sighed . Kelvin hadn't even reported her request . He'd just brought her up . That could only mean one thing : their conversation had been overheard by Gerhart . She hated that feeling . It was like ... after they'd slept together , he was just summoning her at will . And he seemed to like her and tried to make chances to be with her . She knocked nervously on the CEO's office door . " Come in . " Gerhart was in a black suit again today . Sometimes it felt like he owned only one suit , never changing . " What is it ? " He set down his pen , fixing Latrina with a serious look . Latrina told Gerhart everything , the whole truth . AL Gerhart didn't respond immediately . Later , he only said , " I'll handle it " I want an apology from her , in person . As long as it doesn't hurt the company , " she added . Latrina understood the bigger picture , but small slights still stuck in her craw . W12 Gerhart grunted , leaning back in his chair . " Whatever you decide here won't hurt the company . You're sure you don't want to go public with it ? " " The Aguilar Group and the Transportation Department , and Crowley Apparel have ongoing cooperation . There may be some fallout , " Latrina said , just wanting to avoid drama . " Worried about me ? " Latrina fell silent . They'd been talking business , but his question made her cheeks flush . " No. " Another pause . " Shelby is a girl anyway ... She must've had her reasons . Let's not make it harder on her than " Fine . Up to you . " Gerhart ' Gerhart's tone sounded like he was speaking to a close ally . Latrina regretted it . She never should've come to him . Soon , Kelvin led Shelby in , and Latrina took a seat on the sofa . Shelby looked quite nervous when she saw Latrina . Gert , you wanted to see me ? " 1311 < Chapter 8 That " Gert " made Latrina's skin crawl . " What did you call me ? " Gerhart , who'd barely glanced at her until now , suddenly sharpened his dark eyes , lifting his lids to fix her with a cold stare . Shelby had thought dropping that nickname might earn her favor from Gerhart , but instead , she got a frosty reception . She scrambled to correct herself . " Mr . Crowley . " Gerhart ground his back teeth , still poring over the file in front of him . " I didn't ask to see you . She did . " Shelby's gaze darted nervously to Latrina . Latrina smiled and waved . " Hi there , Ms. Aguilar ! " She had to admire her own nerve . Even now , her fake smile looked convincing . www કાનાં " Latrina , what do you want ? Couldn't it wait for a private chat? Did you have to bother Gert ? " Shelby's tone sharpened . Shelby was still gambling , betting Latrina hadn't uncovered the truth . Gerhart's chest tightened at the sound of " Gert , " but before he could speak , Latrina cut in . " I didn't mean to disturb ' Gert ' either , " she said , emphasizing the nickname , " but if I'd taken this to the Design Department , I doubt you can handle it . " Latrina pulled up the surveillance footage on her phone and held it out to Shelby . Shelby's face drained of color instantly . Her legs wobbled , and her hands balled into tight fists . * " Hmph ... Gert ... " Gerhart let out a faint , almost inaudible huff , his lips moving slightly as he tuned out the bickering . " You ... " Shelby stared , stunned . She couldn't fathom how Latrina had uncovered this in a single day ! " Pulling stunts like this . Don't you care about your reputation as a designer ? If ' Gert ' here hadn't held me back , I'd have turned the Design Department upside down by now . " Latrina met her gaze calmly . Gerhart , seated in his office chair , frowned , his eyes fixing on Latrina's composed figure on the sofa . " Shelby , apologize and leave . " His voice was firm . " Gert ! " Shelby's tone turned childish as she pivoted , trying to act coquettishly . " Call me Mr. Crowley . " " She gets to call you Gert . Why can't I ? " " Neither of you can . " Gerhart nodded at Latrina , raising his voice slightly . Latrina pressed her lips together , saying nothing . Shelby seethed with resentment , but with Gerhart's order , she swallowed her pride and turned to Latrina . I'm sorry , Ms. Glover , I shouldn't have framed you . It won't happen again . " " Got it . " Latrina felt a weight lift , letting out a soft breath . Gerhan waved a hand , dismissing them . The sound of two women bickering was giving him a headache . Too noisy . Shelby stomped out in a huff . " Wait . " Gerhart paused , as if remembering something . He looked up , his tone cautious as he asked , " Did you see anyone else when you left that night ? " Latrina's fingers curled into a fist . She thought , " So he noticed too . By the tightness in his gaze , he seems even more on edge than I do . " WebNovel Read the comic version of the latest scifi Menu 36 % Open > Menu < Chapter 8 Shelby shot a cold glance at Latrina over her shoulder . " No. " He nodded faintly . " You may go . Close the door . Latrina , stay . " Shelby glowered at Latrina once more before storming out . Latrina's heart skipped a beat . " Mr . Crowley ? Is there something else ? " ' Come here . " She obeyed , stepping up to his desk . 4 Gerhart sat back in his swivel chair , exuding a quiet authority . His hands rested loosely on the armrests , his posture relaxed yet imposing . " Are you so sure I wouldn't scold you ? Hmm ? " " Mr. Crowley , I'm not sure what you mean . " Latrina feigned confusion . She knew Gerhart was sharp enough to see through her , but she wanted to gauge his reaction anyway . To test if his earlier words . " How about trying to be Mrs. Crowley ? " had been real , or just guilt after they'd slept together . Hmph . Now you remember to call me Mr. Crowley . Earlier , you kept tossing around ' Gert ' like it was nothing . " Gerhart caught the flicker of amusement she was trying to hide . He wanted to throw a tantrum , but found himself powerless to stay cross . " Sorry . It won't happen again . " She bit back a smile , her gaze darting until it landed on his shirt collar . Suddenly , she recalled the one she'd torn yesterday . na " Gerhart followed her stare to his shirt . " What ? " Latrina jolted , shaking her head quickly . His interest piqued . He leaned back in his chair , his eyes lazy as he studied her . " What's wrong ? Can't forget about my body ? " He shifts , placing his free hand on her bare thigh . " just breathe , Latrina . You've got this . " " Got what ? " www S His fingers move - up , over the curve of her coat , brushing the edge of her neckline . Then , without warning , he curls those fingers into her collar and tugs her toward him . Latrina only has a split second to process the look in his eyes before he kisses her . Her mind is numb . Everything around her is still spinning from what just happened . From the kiss . From the nerve . From the audacity . Latrina doesn't know how long Gerhart's lips stayed on hers , or if they were even moving against hers . He presses Latrina back against the desk . His left arm braces her waist , pinning her in place as his right hand begins to explore , sliding down her body . " Do you want me to stop ? " he asks . " Don't . Please He can feel the heat radiating from her core , and it's intoxicating . He presses his fingers against her clit , rubbing gently . She moans , her hips moving in time with his touch , seeking more friction, more pressure . He obliges , his fingers moving faster , more insistently . He can feel her getting wetter , her body responding to his touch , her breath coming in quick gasps . He loves the feel of her swollen clit . 1312 WebNovel 3.6 % < Chapter 8 " Fuck , Gerhart , " she whispers , her voice breathless . " That feels so good . " He slips one finger inside her , then another , pumping them in and out of her , teasing her , tormenting her . She moans , her body clenching around his fingers , her inner muscles rippling with each thrust . Menu He adds a third finger , stretching her , filling her , preparing her for what's to come . She cries out , her body convulsing , her muscles clenching around his fingers . " Gerhart , " she whispers , her voice desperate . " Please . I need more . " He doesn't need to be told twice . He withdraws his fingers , bringing them to his lips and sucking them clean , tasting her desire . She watches him , her eyes wide with lust . Then he grips her thighs and slides into her in one thrust . She screams . The desk rattles . " That's it , baby , " he groans . " You take it so F ** King well . " Her body tightens around him like a vise , her insides clenching with every pulse , every thrust . He slams into her again and again , the rhythm of their bodies becoming a primal symphony . " Oh God , Gerhart , " she cries out . " It's so good . " He leans in , his lips brushing against her ear . " Your voice is so sweet when you moan , Bunny , " he murmurs . " So sweet . " Her orgasm rips through her like a storm . She shatters around him , head thrown back , mouth open in a silent scream . Her body trembles . Clenches . Milks him as she rides every last pulse of pleasure out of herself . But he's not done . " Want to experience what pleasure really is ? "