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March 5, 2016

Ada Wong was a disciplined woman.

Discipline was the most important thing in her life and everyone around her knew and respected that.

But as Ada Wong sat in her spacious, glass-walled office at Apple Park, staring at the line written in the schedule her secretary Ingrid had just handed her, she had never expected to see that name and brand.

Ada Wong had her own rules.

Like drinking nothing but an Americano as her coffee of choice. It had to contain no more than 2.5 shots of espresso and at least 8 ice cubes. No one had ever seen her wearing flats—not even once. She always wore 10 cm high heels. Everyone recognized her by her walk and the clicking sound of her heels. Using exclamation marks in the company's email threads was prohibited, no one should look as though they were shouting. Everyone was expected to wear only solid colors, avoiding anything that would disrupt the office's aesthetic. Everything had to look natural and minimal.

But there was one rule that everyone knew very well and strictly followed.

No one was allowed to talk about their rival company, Samsung and its CEO, Leon S. Kennedy, for more than five minutes.

That was the rule Ada cared the most.

So why did a plan labeled "Meeting with Samsung" appear on her tablet's calendar right now?

Ada raised a single eyebrow. Her short, red blazer dress suddenly felt tight around her body because she was a bit tense. She had met with the CEOs of countless major companies by now but Samsung was the last company she ever wanted to deal with.

"A meeting with Samsung needs to be arranged urgently," Ingrid said. "As soon as possible."

Ada finally turned to look at the young woman. The guilt on her secretary's face was very obvious. She could see that Ingrid was afraid.

Oh.

She should be, to be honest.

When their eyes met, they stared at each other for a few seconds, until Ada turned back toward the window from her chair.

"When you say Samsung," she murmured while watching the trees outside, her voice much more controlled this time, "Are you referring to Samsung, the South Korean company?"

Ingrid pressed her lips together.

"Yes."

Ada turned back toward her in her chair.

"Our rival, Samsung?"

"Yes."

"And the Samsung whose CEO is..." Ada clenched her jaw, "Leon S. Kennedy?"

Ingrid shifted her gaze to the tablet on the desk this time, as if looking there could save her from Ada's dangerous glare but that escape couldn't last forever.

"Yes, Ms. Wong—"

"No," Ada cut her off, smoothing the wide shoulder pads of her dress with one hand.

"But Ms. Wong—"

"No."

"But without the new display—"

"No," Ada said but Ingrid couldn't stop. She had to have this conversation for the sake of the company, and as painful as it was, Ada knew that too.

"We can't make the design a reality without AMOLED displays—"

"Ingrid."

"..."

Ada's expression was even colder than usual, though she had never been someone who smiled much to begin with and everyone in Apple Park knew it. She was someone who never revealed her true feelings and perhaps that was exactly why people feared her.

Ada took a deep breath.

Why was everything she worried about piling up all at once?

"You cannot tell me," she murmured, speaking as if weighing every single word, "that Apple needs Samsung's displays to bring the world's next groundbreaking phone design to life. You know that."

Unfortunately, Ingrid had no choice but to say it.

Because that was exactly the truth.

"Ms. Wong," she murmured, "You also know that I can't lie to you."

"..."

"Unfortunately, we need Samsung's AMOLED screens for our new OLED displays."

Ada closed her eyes and bowed her head. The room fell even more silent, a silence so deep it felt as if no one was there. Further away, on the other side of the glass office, employees kept their heads down, working. They were all trying their best to avoid eye contact with Ada's room. 

Because everyone at Apple knew: Ada Wong was angry when she was silent.

Not when she was speaking.

Not when she was moving.

"Tell me the alternative suppliers," Ada murmured, raising her head to look at Ingrid again.

"They are inadequate," Ingrid said.

"LG?" Ada asked with a frown.

"Their displays haven't passed the quality tests yet, it would take months."

"BOE?"

"Their production volume isn't enough for our phones and they don't manufacture the sizes we want."

"..."

"..."

"Sharp?" Ada asked, giving her one last chance.

"The timing is tight and they don't have the quality we are looking for."

The young woman took a deep breath and looked at her, narrowing her eyes.

"Whose side are you on, Ingrid?"

"Ms. Wong, believe me, I'm doing my best."

"You leave me no other choice, though."

"The iPhone X launch is only a year away, we have to move faster now," Ingrid murmured. "A temporary display contract is a must. This isn't a job for me or the others to solve. It's a job for the CEOs of both sides."

"So you're telling me I have no choice but to deal with this man called Leon S. Kennedy?" Ada asked. "Is that right?"

And for the first time since the conversation had begun, Ingrid chose not to answer. There was no need. Her silence already explained too much.

Ada turned back toward the window once again.

Leon Scott Kennedy.

He was Samsung Electronics' brilliant but annoying CEO—an extraordinarily handsome man with undeniable charisma. He was unnecessarily successful in the industry, which pulled all the spotlight onto him. He handled crisis moments perfectly. He was charming.

Everyone considered Samsung lucky to have a CEO like him. The international press preferred to call him "the golden boy of technology."

Of course, Ada had a few other "names" for him as well.

She usually kept them to herself.

For reasons she believed were perfectly justified.

Almost everyone knew that both of them didn't get along well, they just preferred not to talk about it much. It had all started a long time ago, as their acquaintance went back down the years.

What existed between them was more than just a simple rivalry. Competition had never bothered Ada because she had always known she was the best. 

She had no time to waste on such matters.

But Leon.

Leon was a very different kind of a rival.

Actually, he wasn't just a rival.

He was a disaster specifically designed to get on Ada's nerves.

Two years earlier, a technology summit had been held in Berlin, the capital of Germany. Ada was set to announce the release date of Siri—the redesigned voice assistant system for iPhones that would cause a sensation in the tech world. She hoped to shake things up and keep people talking for days.

But only a few hours before her presentation, Leon had "accidentally" leaked information to the press about Samsung's foldable displays and then proceeded to discuss them during the summit itself. 

It was a masterfully timed and effective move, perfectly designed to overshadow Apple's presentation.

Later, they ran into each other in an elevator. To be honest, Ada didn't believe it was a coincidence. It had all the signs of a carefully planned encounter. Leon was wearing a very nice suit and a navy-blue tie. After stepping fully into the elevator and sizing him up, Ada leaned her back against the mirror behind her and pressed the button for her floor. She wasn't looking directly at him anymore but she could still see his expression through the reflection.

That smug smile of getting exactly what he wanted.

"Good afternoon, Ms. Wong," Leon had said, keeping that smile on his face.

Ada had turned to look at him, even though she never wanted to and there he was.

There he was with the same stupid face.

He was an exceptionally attractive man and he never hesitated to use that to his advantage.

Ada scanned him from head to toe, then turned back around to face the front.

"Good afternoon," she had murmured, in a voice that was almost impossible to hear.

"I see..." Leon had continued, "you didn't quite like our new product getting ahead of your plans. That's why you're angry."

Hearing this, Ada raised an eyebrow and turned to him. This man was literally begging for trouble, but Ada was way too smart to give him what he wanted.

"What do you want, Kennedy?" she'd asked him, shooting a venomous look.

"For you to admit certain things," Leon said, taking a step toward her.

Ada narrowed her eyes.

"I admit that I'm way too busy to waste my time dealing with you so you're actually right."

Leon only smiled at the response. He'd never denied the fact that provoking this woman amused him. He couldn't lie about that.

"So," he had mumbled and added, "What do you think about our new display?" Then he whispered, "It folds."

"Even if you make a display that folds five times over," Ada had murmured, "It still won't be an iPhone. Understood?"

Leon smiled at those words and Ada knew that smile well.

The smile of a man who thought he was above everyone else.

His blue eyes met hers first. Then they slowly traveled over her from head to toe. Finally, they returned to her brown eyes once more.

"If I were you..." he had whispered, "I wouldn't speak so soon."

"..."

Ada just looked at him without saying anything.

Who exactly did this man think he was?

Leon continued looking at her with that huge grin on his face.

"One day you might need me, you know."

At those words, Ada could feel her blood boiling.

"Never," she had said, her voice quite confident and sharp.

The moment the word left her lips, the elevator stopped. Leon was still standing there, wearing that smug smile as he looked at her. 

That look.

That audacity.

It irritated Ada so much that the second the elevator doors opened, she stormed out without a backward glance, her heels clicking furiously against the floor.

As she walked down the corridor, her head literally spinning with anger,

"Fucking idiot," Ada mumbled to herself.

Unfortunately, more than one person had witnessed Ada leaving the elevator in a rage that evening. No one knew what happened inside but everyone noticed that dramatic shift in her mood.

After that day, a secret but clear rule formed between Apple and Samsung employees.

Ada Wong and Leon S. Kennedy could not be in the same room.

Ada remembered this moment as she looked out the window of her office at Apple Park, while Ingrid was still waiting behind her. She was going to lose her mind wondering about what was running through Ada's thoughts.

"He's gonna make me eat my own words," Ada mumbled to herself, quietly.

"Excuse me?" Ingrid asked.

"Nothing, Ingrid," Ada replied before turning to face her.

"..."

"I'll have conditions," the young woman said with a spark in her eyes. "I'll never go to the Samsung headquarters. The meeting will be online."

"They're requesting an in-person meeting," Ingrid answered.

Ada just raised an eyebrow at what she heard. This man had most likely planned everything in advance.

And he was probably enjoying every second of it.

"Who's asking for that?" Ada asked Ingrid, "Samsung or Kennedy?"

"..."

But poor Ingrid's silence was answer enough. For both of them.

"Then they can come to Apple Park," the young woman said. "I'm never going there."

"They suggested a neutral location."

"If they don't want to lose a multi-million-dollar agreement," Ada said, "They can come here. That's all."

"Mr. Kennedy is requesting a private meeting."

"Ingrid."

"I'm sorry, Ms. Wong."

Ada got up from her chair without saying anything and headed to the window this time. Her high heels made almost no sound against the smooth, polished floor. Passing her desk, she stopped and looked outside. The campus, the gardens and everything else below looked exactly as they should.

Everything was under control.

Ada had always liked keeping everything under control anyway.

But she could never control Leon. 

And what was even worse, every time she was in the same room with him, she began to lose control of herself as well.

Ada imagined the moment Leon would walk into the meeting room. She narrowed her eyes, playing every second of it over in her mind. He had a confidence that made everyone look at him with admiration. And then there was his flawless face. It worked every single time.

But his eyes. They were the most dangerous part of him. Leon had striking, piercing blue eyes. And he knew how to use them all too well.

Far too well.

When Ada first saw those eyes, they were in Paris at a fashion-tech collaboration gala and Apple's new smartwatches had just hit the market. Ada was happy because Apple had launched a new era, entering the market as the first and only company to define the concept of a smartwatch until then. But that day, there was someone else clouding her mind.

Leon S. Kennedy. 

The newly appointed CEO of Samsung Electronics.

That night, Ada had the pleasure of meeting Leon for the first time. At first, she'd been surprised because Leon was a new CEO and looked remarkably inexperienced. But there was something very different about his gaze. Somehow, Ada knew from that day on that she would always run into this man one way or another. And it happened just as she thought. Every time Ada tried to bring Apple to the top, this man would show up, try to make a big noise and the competition between them never stopped.

Ada finally pulled herself out of her thoughts and turned to her secretary.

"The meeting will be at Apple Park. Which day works best for us?"

Ingrid had already thought of that.

"Wednesday at 6:00 PM seems to be the most suitable."

"Alright," Ada murmured, her eyes meeting Ingrid's grey ones. "I want to review Samsung's latest proposal and all the detailed information about the panels they're producing lately. You can send the meeting details to Mr. Kennedy's secretary by email, I guess."

Ingrid let out a deep sigh, convincing this woman was never easy but it seemed she had managed it.

For now.

"Yes, Ms. Wong."

"Is that all?"

"Actually... I'd like to ask you something."

Ingrid's words surprised Ada quite a bit. Her secretary rarely spoke to her unless it was necessary. She raised a single eyebrow for a second.

"Go ahead."

"..."

Ingrid hesitated for a moment before clutching the documents in her arms against her chest and letting out a deep sigh. It was obvious she was afraid of Ada's reaction, but she decided to take that chance. 

"Back at the summit in Germany, you left the elevator in a rush after being inside with Mr. Kennedy. You never mentioned it later but I've always wondered why."

"..."

"What happened that day?"

Hearing this question, Ada found herself quietly admiring Ingrid's courage. She understood her curiosity at the same time. Ada took a deep breath herself and folded her arms across her chest.

"I just find him unbelievably irritating," she said, "That's all."

Ingrid wasn't particularly satisfied with that answer. Even so, she smiled.

After all, what could she really say?

She knew what they had was more complicated than simple hate, but she said nothing. It was the best thing she could do for herself.

"I understand, Ms. Wong," she said, taking a step back. "Then I'll return to my office and send the email."

"Alright," Ada murmured, scanning her from top to bottom. "Don't forget to let me know as soon as you hear back. I have a feeling they're going to come up with some ridiculous demands."

"Of course," Ingrid replied softly. "Have a good day."

Ada gave her a nod, watched the woman leave the office, and then turned back toward to her window once more.

She honestly had no idea how this day could possibly get any worse.

*

Ada spent the next two days thinking of nothing but the meeting that was about to take place. Normally, overthinking like this wasn't her style at all but when it came to a major deal with Samsung, she had thought about it until she was on the verge of losing her mind. She examined the prototypes and the models over and over again.

And without Samsung's AMOLED panels, producing an OLED-based display for the new iPhone X seemed almost impossible.

The alternatives were risky and inadequate. Unfortunately, Ingrid was right. Time was running out and every time Ada thought about it, she cursed to herself inwardly.

Despite all of this, she was putting so much effort into staying professional. But she'd already given that man something to use against her.

Ada hated that.

But what she hated even more was that Leon was aware of it, too.

While the final preparations were being made, Ada also held a meeting with the legal team. She read every single technical report submitted by the iPhone X development team and reviewed the display dimensions. She still couldn't believe that none of the other companies could produce displays as good as Samsung's.

But right now, that didn't matter much.

As the sun slowly began to set over the Cupertino sky, it cast a warm and pleasant red glow inside Ada's office. This red light made everything in the room feel much warmer. But Ada didn't feel warm at all. Instead, her body was ice-cold and she was more tense than she could ever remember being.

Absurdly tense.

Standing by the glass wall of her office with her arms crossed over her chest, her eyes kept track of the entrances and exits. After several minutes had passed, Ada finally saw a black car stop at the security gate for clearance.

It was them. 

The car slowly drove in and then pulled up at the main entrance doors. While Ingrid and the others waited downstairs to welcome them, Leon's assistant, Sherry Birkin, was the first to step out of the car. Ada had seen this woman a few times before wherever Leon was around. She was a petite, pretty, blonde woman.

And then, Leon stepped out of the car after her.

Ada's dark brown eyes immediately focused on him. Her fingers tightened against her arm.

Leon was in a dark navy suit and the jacket fit his body perfectly, emphasizing his well-toned arms. A few buttons of his white shirt were undone, and Ada could see his silky skin even from this distance. His blonde hair looked messy enough to not seem perfect, but styled just enough to look intentional.

For a moment, Leon lifted his head and looked at the massive, ring-shaped building. Then, as if he knew Ada was watching him, he turned his eyes toward the section where she was standing.

Ada raised an eyebrow—Apple Park was enormous, built like a small city. Seeing each other from this distance was almost impossible.

Yet Ada could have sworn she saw his lips curl into a small grin, even from all the way over here.

"You little son of a bitch," she mumbled under her breath, watching him walk toward the building, a similar smile touching her face like his.

Right then, there was a knock at her office door and an employee walked in. Ada was still looking outside, she didn't even turn around. The employee said,

"Mr. Kennedy has arrived, Ms. Wong."

Ada just let out a deep sigh.

"I know," she murmured. "Please escort Mr. Kennedy to the meeting room. I'll be there shortly."

"Yes, ma'am."

Ada walked over to her desk first, picked up the slim folder lying on it and smoothed out the wrinkles on its cover. Then, she looked herself in the full-length mirror standing in the corner of her office. As if silently expressing her displeasure about letting Leon into her space, she had chosen a simple black mini dress. Her black stilettos made firm, steady sounds on the polished floor with every step.

Ada finally left the room, closed the door and started walking down the empty hallway of Apple Park. The meeting was in the west wing. Thanks to the floor-to-ceiling glass walls, the view of Cupertino could be seen from everywhere.

When Ada finally reached the conference room, she saw Sherry Birkin and Ingrid chatting in front of the door. The moment they heard the sound of Ada's approaching high heels, both women turned to look at her.

Sherry was still very young and the sweet smile on her face made her look like she was glowing. Ada was genuinely surprised that someone so sweet was the assistant to a man like Leon.

Taking short, slow steps, Ada approached Sherry and extended her hand.

"Ms. Birkin," she murmured. "Welcome to Apple Park."

Sherry smiled once again before raising her hand to shake Ada's.

"Ms. Wong," she said, her excitement in her voice impossible to miss, "It's wonderful to finally meet you in person."

"It's a pleasure," Ada said, a very rare smile appearing on her face. "Mr. Kennedy... I hope he's ready?"

"Yes," Sherry said, stepping aside from the doorway, "He's waiting for you inside."

Ada paused for a second. The reality of having a private meeting with this man struck her once again, completely unexpectedly.

"Ms. Wong, please go ahead," Ingrid said, gesturing toward the door.

The young woman simply took a deep breath and let it out. 

The entire building belonged to her, so why did she feel so trapped?

"Thank you, Ingrid," Ada murmured just before walking toward the door.

Her fingers touched the doorknob. She slowly let out her breath, opened the door, and walked in.

The second she stepped inside, she saw Leon S. Kennedy sitting on the other side of the desk, right in the middle of the all-white room.

The man who made it his mission to drive her crazy with every single move.

The moment their eyes met, Leon smiled at her. It was a smile the young woman was all too familiar with. Ada closed the door behind her and without waiting any longer, walked toward the desk. Leon was sitting with one leg crossed over the other, holding a pen between his fingers slowly twirling it. He never once took his eyes off her until Ada settled into the empty chair. And when she finally sat down across from him, he suddenly stopped twirling the pen.

Ada narrowed her eyes and extended her hand across the desk even though she truly didn't want to. But refusing to shake his hand would be childish. 

Shaking it, however... was no different from giving him exactly what he wanted. Ada wasn't someone who liked letting professionalism slip.

"Mr. Kennedy," she murmured in a confident voice.

Leon reached out his hand without hesitation and as they touched, Ada could have sworn a strange current of electricity run across her skin. Or she was just really tense. Leon held her hand firmly, his skin was smooth and warm. As his thumb brushed against her palm, his eyes kept scanning her. Their handshake lasted a few seconds longer than it should have.

"Ms. Wong," Leon replied, never allowing that smile to leave his face.

Without waiting any longer, Ada pulled her hand back and placed it back on the desk.

"Welcome to Apple Park," she then said with a fake polite smile on her lips.

"So I finally managed to receive an invitation," Leon murmured as he picked up the pen once again.

Ada responded to this sentence by raising a single eyebrow.

"How sweet of you to think you were actually invited."

Leon's smile widened even further at her words.

"They told me you were counting down the days to see me."

A quiet, mocking laugh escaped through Ada's lips.

"Oh, they lied, I'm afraid."

"Ouch. I'm kinda disappointed."

"No," the young woman murmured, "It's too early for that because the meeting hasn't even started yet."

"Then I suppose we'd better begin," Leon said, biting his lower lip.

Ada took another deep breath.

"Right."

The desk between them was extremely long and somehow, this made the young woman feel safer, more rational and more professional. 

Just like the person she had always been.

But instead of dwelling on those thoughts, she needed to get to work. As she picked up the documents Ingrid had already placed on the desk and slowly began turning the pages, she could feel Leon's eyes on her.

"You already know the panel volume we're requesting for the new model," Ada murmured as she continued to flipping through the pages. "We need to sign a supply agreement for the panels we require. Temporarily."

Leon leaned back completely in his chair.

"Samsung can provide the panels Apple needs."

"I wonder what you want in return," Ada said, putting the document down and folding her arms across her chest. Her eyes found his eyes again—those dazzling but also annoying blue eyes.

"A longer-term supply agreement," Leon murmured, a grin suddenly spreading across his face out of nowhere. That smile was already beginning to get on Ada's nerves. "Without it being temporary."

"Impossible." Ada didn't think she could tolerate this man for more than a few months.

"The fact that you need our displays proves otherwise," Leon said. "That's why I'm here." Ada took a deep breath to calm herself, catching his attention as he pointed at the document with his index finger. "Our price proposal per panel is included in the document."

"I saw it already," Ada replied, almost grunting.

"What do you think?"

The young woman lifted her head and answered in an almost sarcastic tone.

"That you're trying to rip us off?"

Leon laughed at this words, his voice echoed pleasantly through the room, while Ada's expression didn't change in the slightest.

"And why is that?"

"Your prices aren't realistic."

"They're not?"

"Forty percent above the production cost?" Ada murmured.

"Technology has its price," Leon said.

"And greed has a name," she replied with a shrug. "I call it Samsung."

Leon smiled at that remark, then shifted his gaze to the other side of the room and took a deep breath. Both were skilled at driving each other insane.

When the young man's eyes met Ada's once again, the tension between them had become almost holdable.

"Considering Samsung is the only company capable of meeting Apple's demands, Ms. Wong..." Leon murmured, "It's pretty bold of you to talk like that."

Ada didn't like that threatening tone at all. As her chest rose and fell slowly, she looked into those blue eyes once again.

"For now," she said firmly. "That's exactly why this is only a temporary agreement. I want you to understand one thing, Mr. Kennedy. We won't become dependent on you."

But those words only made Leon laugh and Ada couldn't quite understand why he was laughing so much. She simply watched him. His laughter faded, leaving only his steady gaze. He tapped his fingers on the desk and Ada waited to see what his next move would be.

"Two years ago," Leon murmured, "Do you remember what I said to you in that elevator?"

At those completely unexpected words, Ada felt like she was glued to her chair.

Somewhere inside, she'd always known he would bring it up eventually. She could tell he'd been waiting for the right time to throw those words in her face.

"..."

"I told you that one day you might need me," Leon said with a grin. "Didn't I?"

"..."

"And that day has come. Look, you need me. We are here."

"I don't remember anything like that," Ada said but in reality, she remembered every single detail crystal clear.

"You're lying."

"I don't have enough free time to remember every single thing that comes out of your mouth."

"Don't you remember what you said when you walked out of the elevator?" Leon asked.

This question surprised the young woman even more.

"What?"

Leon's smile widened, a subtle glint returning to his eyes.

"Fucking idiot," he whispered, mimicking the exact word Ada had muttered as she stormed out of the elevator that day. "If I remember correctly, that's what you called me."

The expression on Ada's face suddenly froze. This man was unbelievable. While she couldn't understand how he had even heard those words, her fingers gripped the desk tightly.

"You're remembering it wrong," she told him but Leon didn't seem convinced.

"I remember it word for word."

Ada narrowed her eyes.

"If you remember it that well, it must have been a very important moment for you," she said, mockingly.

"It actually was," Leon said with a steady voice. "Because... until that day, I'd never seen anyone walk out of an elevator looking so furious... and so beautiful at the same time."

At those words, Ada could feel the blood rushing to her face. As she realized she was getting warmer, she swallowed hard and caught sight of that grin on his lips.

"Mr. Kennedy," she said her voice trembling slightly, though she made extra effort to keep him from noticing, "We are in the middle of a professional meeting."

But Leon had no intention of stopping.

"I know," he said.

"Then behave professionally."

"Does telling you that you're 'beautiful' compromise professionalism?"

"Yes," Ada said. "Talking about things that have nothing to do with our meeting does."

Leon's lip curled upward, his eyes never leaving Ada's for even a second. The young woman could feel him looking into the deepest corners of her soul now.

"I think..." he murmured, "It's actually pretty relevant."

"What?"

"You're distracting me."

Ada took a deep breath and slowly let it out through her teeth.

"Your focusing issues are not my problem."

"These kinds of issues only show up around you," Leon murmured with a smile.

As the young woman felt every inch of her body heating up at his words, she kept staring at him.

What exactly was this man trying to do?

She couldn't take it any longer. She was already tense enough, and every sentence that came out of the man sitting across from her was pushing her closer to losing her mind.

Ada was angry now.

And controlling herself was becoming incredibly difficult.

She suddenly rose from her chair and walked toward him in fury.

The sharp clicks of her high heels echoed throughout the room, and Leon's smile only widened. It was obvious he was thoroughly enjoying this moment.

He leaned back even further into his chair and bit his lower lip. 

The more Ada looked at that annoying smile, the more she wanted to punch him.

"What is your problem?" she asked, clenching her fist in anger without taking her eyes off him.

"Nothing," Leon answered her with a complete ease.

"Stop treating me like I'm an idiot," Ada said, her eyes narrowing with rage. This man's audacity was driving her insane.

"I never treated you like an idiot, Ada," Leon murmured—and for the first time, Ada had the chance to hear her own name from his mouth.

"You're making personal remarks in the middle of an important meeting."

"I'm just being honest," the young man said, still smiling.

"You don't even know what honesty is," Ada murmured.

Leon raised an eyebrow.

"You can't still be punishing me over Berlin."

"I don't even think you're worth punishing, actually."

"Is that why you've spent the last two years rearranging your whole schedule just to avoid attending the same events as me?"

Hearing this, Ada pressed her lips together because she really had. And she was still doing it.

"That has nothing to do with you, my schedule is just busy," she lied, But Leon had always been exceptionally good at reading people and seeing right through them.

"Lie."

"You really are," Ada muttered, hearing the word, "a disgusting human being."

Leon just smiled. There was something deeply unsettling about the way he enjoyed all of this.

"Why do you hate me so much?" he asked.

Ada let out a short laugh, but there wasn't the slightest trace of joy in her voice.

"Do you really not know the answer?"

"I wanna hear it."

"First of all, you're a selfish asshole."

"Go on."

"A smug piece of shit."

Leon smiled, then slowly got up from his seat. This was a move Ada hadn't quite expected, but there it was. As the young man approached her from where he was, Ada took a few small steps backward. She did it without even realizing.

"What else?" Leon asked, never losing his smile.

"You manipulate people," Ada said without waiting any longer.

"I do," the man murmured shamelessly. 

It was as if he didn't care about anything at all. Leon took a few more steps toward her, his smile growing even wider.

"You think you're better than everyone else," Ada said. "You want everyone to look only at you every time you walk into a room."

"They do."

"That's exactly what I'm talking about."

"And you look at me too."

She swallowed, hesitating. As Leon kept closing the distance with unhurried steps, she backed away, completely unaware she was doing it.

"I'm not looking at you."

"You are."

"Not everything is about you, Leon."

"Really?"

Ada took another step back until her hips hit the edge of the desk. Leon was right in front of her now. With barely any space left between them, she tilted her head up, realizing she'd never been this close to those blue eyes before.

"Stay away from me," Ada said.

"Then why aren't you stopping me?" Leon asked, the corners of his lips still curving upward in a playful grin.

"I am stopping you."

"If you really wanted to," he murmured, "you would've stopped me the second I walked over."

"..."

"But you can't."

Ada stared at him in shock after hearing those words.

She couldn't accept it. 

She wouldn't.

But... Why did he sound so right?

Leon raised his hand and suddenly grabbed her wrist, feeling his warmth, Ada startled even more. His fingers were firm and strong, wrapping nicely around her skin.

"Let go of me," Ada said at the sudden touch.

"Stop me, then."

Both of their breathing had quickened where they stood. And that thing they had been curious about for years was spinning all around them—anger, curiosity and desire.

Leon lowered his head, his grip tightening slightly.

"I hate you," Ada murmured in a quiet voice.

"How much?" Leon asked.

"More than you could ever imagine."

"Try me."

"I hate your voice."

"..."

"Your laugh. Your stupid blue eyes. Your face."

"What else?"

"I hate that everyone only looks at you," Ada said angrily, no longer fully aware of the words coming out of her mouth. "I hate how ridiculously captivating you are."

"Do you?"

"I hate the way you look at me like you know me."

"Maybe I do."

"You don't know anything about me."

"I know that your eyebrow lifts just like this whenever you lie."

Ada froze at those words. She truly had nothing left to say. Staring into those striking blue eyes, her body began to tense up even more but this time it wasn't out of anger.

"Shut up," was all she could say, her eyes shifting first to Leon's eyes, then to his lips and back to his eyes again.

"Make me," Leon said, their faces now even closer together.

And everything happened right after that.

When Ada thought about it later, she wouldn't quite remember who made the first move. Perhaps Leon wouldn't remember much either.

Not at all.

They held each other's gaze for a few seconds. Only the sound of their heavy breathing was left.

Then Leon slid his hands to her waist. 

Unable to resist any longer, Ada grabbed him by the lapels of his jacket and pulled him toward her. 

They both moved at exactly the same time.

And their lips collided together with sudden passion. The kiss was far from gentle—never slow but fierce and hungry.

Very, very hungry.

For a few minutes, their kissing was just their lips crashing into each other. But then Ada parted her lips, and Leon's wet, warm tongue slid inside, beginning to taste her as if exploring. His hand tightened around her waist, crushing her body against his until there was no space left between them. And felt every line of his body against hers.

All over.

Her hands left his jacket and buried themselves in his hair, that stupid, golden blonde locks that always drove her crazy. Her hand tangled in his soft hair, gripping tight as she pulled him harder into the kiss.

Perhaps she understood better now why she was so angry.

When Leon's wet tongue stopped moving inside her mouth, Ada began sucking on it, much slower this time as if she were trying to savor the taste of him. Her fingers tightened in Leon's hair, pulling him even closer as she pressed her body completely against his.

Perhaps she really was doing just that. 

Perhaps she really...

Wanted him.

With their bodies still locked together, they continued to kiss, pulling back only when the lack of air in their lungs finally forced them apart. Leon slowly pulled away, biting Ada's lower lip and leaving a thin thread of saliva stretched between their lips. His blue eyes moved from Ada's swollen, red and moist lips straight up to her eyes. Those striking, deep browns and her dazed expression left no doubt about what she wanted.

This kiss was perfect.

For a brief moment, Ada felt as though her heart had stopped beating. 

She had never imagined this moment. 

But once it happened, she liked it.

So fucking much.

Leon didn't wait any longer, he just couldn't.

Realizing how small she actually felt against him was really different. He lifted her up onto the desk, stepped between her legs and slowly leaned in toward her.

Perhaps both of them knew exactly what they wanted.

Fucking each other desperately.

After all these years, touching each other was really all they had ever needed.

"Ada," Leon whispered right against her lips, "You are so beautiful."

At those words, Ada felt her heart pounding wildly once again.

Why was this happening?

Why was she feeling like this?

Didn't she hate this man?

Didn't he always drive her crazy?

Then why did she want him to kiss her even more now?

"Shut up," she murmured for a second, then slowly moved closer to Leon's face, "And kiss me."

Leon didn't miss the moment. He knew he couldn't. Hearing her give a command like that was something that happened once in a blue moon.

Without waiting another second, he leaned in and pressed his lips to hers. The moment they met, Ada rested her hands against his broad and thick shoulders.

How could this man be so massive?

How had she never truly noticed it before?

They began to kiss again but this was no longer just hungry—it was deeper, heavier, and completely wet.
Ada could feel her entire body heating up wildly and holding onto Leon's strong shoulders, she tried to block out the sensation of the cold wood of the desk. Her slender fingers gripped his navy suit tightly, nails digging into the firm muscles underneath.

But her red lips were experiencing the best part of it all.

Leon was kissing her so good that Ada couldn't help herself, a quiet moan slipped from her lips, making it clear how much she was enjoying the moment.

Leon's lips drifted gently to her chin, then along her jawline before finding her neck with a few soft kisses. Feeling that warmth against her skin, Ada clenched her teeth and tilted her head back, just to give him more room.

Without stopping his kisses along her neck, Leon pulled one hand from her waist and slid it down to the leg exposed by Ada's black dress. His large, warm hand started from her ankle just above her right stiletto and climbed possessively upward along her smooth skin. After gently sucking on her skin and leaving wet, hot kisses behind on her neck, he slowly pulled back and looked at her. Their eyes met once more.

Her flushed, beautiful face was absolute perfection.

With deliberate movements, his eyes never leaving hers, Leon slowly sank to his knees. His gaze drifted down her long, smooth legs, spread elegantly on either side of the desk, down to her black stilettos. He knew she could feel his eyes on her, and he couldn't wait to make her feel incredible. Without waiting another moment, he leaned closer, pressing his warm lips against the delicate skin just above her left ankle. It was a gentle kiss, yet it was enough to set Ada's skin ablaze. She shivered at the wet warmth on her ankle, her fingers gripping the edge of the desk even tighter.

"Ada..." Leon murmured.

"..."

He dragged his wet, hot tongue from her ankle up her thigh and he left a kiss on her skin, making her hiss. Ada tilted her head back, but Leon just kept going.

"Tell me," he added softly. "Are these kisses disgusting too?"

After he spoke, he leaned in with a small smile to tease her even more. He kissed the exact spots he had just licked, keeping his eyes on hers the whole time. It was as if he wanted to see every single thing Ada was feeling. His wet lips gently sucked on her smooth knees, leaving faint red marks behind, before he placed a flurry of sweet kisses over her warm, smooth skin. He moved with an eagerness, as if he had wanted this for a very long time.

No.

It wasn't disgusting.

It was perfect.

Actually, Ada hadn't felt this good in a very long time.

"Just... do your job," she said to him anyway, with the last grain of pride she had left, her voice trembling.

"I am doing my job," Leon whispered against her skin. He shifted his attention to her legs, his lips finding the tender skin of her inner thighs. As he started a wet dance right there, Ada's breathing quickened even more. She couldn't stop herself either. Reaching out, her fingers found Leon's hair and gripped it tightly, holding onto him as if he were the only anchor she had left. "I'm just making sure there are no obstacles left between Samsung and Apple," Leon added, while his lips were still lingering on her smooth skin.

"..."

Ada couldn't say a word because his lips were sliding higher and higher in a trail of searing hot kisses. She wrapped her legs around his shoulders and tightened her grip on the smooth, silky, blonde hair between her fingers even more.

Every instinct in her body was screaming that she wanted Leon right now, more than she had ever wanted anything.

And clearly, neither of them cared in the slightest about the possibility that the people outside the door might hear them.

Leon pushed up the hem of her black dress to expose her hips, pressing a few more wet kisses along her tightly gripped thighs. As he straightened up to get a better angle, Ada's hips pressed even more securely onto the edge of the desk. Their eyes met once again and the young woman bit her lower lip, her body burning like fire.

"Leon..." Ada whispered, her voice sounding more like a plea than a warning this time.

When his hands pushed the hem of her dress up, the underwear she was wearing became fully visible. It was a black, lacy, and pretty thong. Leon moved his strong hand to her hip and held it possessively. As he pulled her body toward himself, her heart beat even faster. His hands were holding her firmly, so much larger than she had imagined, and her hips fit perfectly into his palms.

For a moment, she pictured herself in his lap with his hands gripping her hips in that exact same way.

Then she snapped right back to reality.

"Ada," Leon murmured, slowly leaning toward her and resting his forehead against hers. As his fingers slipped between her legs and found her wet pussy through the thin fabric of her underwear, Ada's breath hitched even harder.

She felt it.

She felt his touch.

It was so warm.

This man was literally touching her, right at her most sensitive spot.

His fingers slowly hooked into the elastic band of her black lace thong, pulling it aside as he slid gently underneath. He pressed his fingers against her swollen clit, already slick with her thick wetness.

Ada could have sworn she was going to pass out the second his fingers touched her.

"Do you like it, hm?" Leon whispered, pressing a kiss against her cheek before pulling back just enough to look at her. "Knowing that all your rules, all those walls you thought were unscalable, end right here?"

"Fuck," Ada just murmured. As Leon's large fingers slid downward toward her wetness and began rubbing her in circular motions, it felt better than every beautiful thing in the world right now.

"Tell me, beautiful," Leon repeated, pressing his lips against her cheek again. "Look into my eyes and tell me."

"..."

"Tell me who's making you feel this good," he growled softly, his thumb caressing the line of her jaw to force her gaze to his.

Ada turned her head for a second to look at him, and when their eyes met, she felt the current of electricity coursing through her body reach its absolute peak. But another reason for that was Leon's fingers giving her a slick, wet massage right over her pussy. He knew very well how to use his fingers—too well, to be honest. As he gently spread her wetness over her sensitive clit, stroking her nicely in circular motions,

"It's you," Ada whispered suddenly, having nowhere left to run. She narrowed her eyes, her voice barely audible, thick with desire. "It's you, fuck," she added, giving in completely this time.

After hearing those words, Leon leaned in and pressed his lips against Ada's wet lips, kissing her hungrily once again because both of them had reached their limit. Ada opened her legs even wider and felt Leon's hand speed up even further.

And Leon couldn't take it anymore.

Because he'd waited for this moment for a very long time.

He found the entrance of her wet core and after coating his index and middle fingers with her juices, slid inside her in one smooth motion. Feeling the sudden fullness inside her pussy, Ada cut their kiss short and brought her hand to her mouth, covering it to keep from making any noise. She bit her lip so hard to keep from crying out that she caught the faint, metallic taste of blood on her tongue.

This sight only caused Leon to grin.

This man didn't know when to stop. While his long, thick fingers filled her slick insides completely to the very depth, he suddenly began to move with deliberate slowness and Ada could only take a deep, trembling breath.

No. She hadn't planned this meeting like this.

As Leon continued pushing his fingers inside her, his thumb kept gently rubbing her swollen clit too. Her trembling legs showed just how sensitive she was.

"That's right," Leon murmured, looking straight into her eyes, which made everything so much harder. "Look at this... You're so warm and so wet. So fucking tight. Completely ready for me."

"Leon—" Ada tried to protest, but he was making her feel so good that she couldn't say another word.

"You want me," Leon cut her off, pushing his fingers even deeper, making rhythmic, wet sounds. "And I've wanted you from the very moment I saw you."

"God," Ada purred, spreading her legs even wider for him.

This man whispering non-stop in her ear was doing her no good at all.

"Ever since the first time I saw you in Paris, I've wanted you like crazy, Ada," Leon whispered into her ear, pressing closer, "Fuck."

Hearing that sentence, Ada could feel the entire atmosphere around them shifting. It caused everything to turn into something completely different for her.

"..."

"I've wanted you so fucking much," Leon confessed once more. "But you're so stubborn, you didn't even notice."

Ada was stunned by what she heard, but she couldn't focus as his fingers moved inside her, hitting against her most sensitive spots.

"You were the one," Ada began, throwing her head back with a low groan as his long, thick fingers struck her insides with squelching sounds, "you were the one playing games from the start. If you want someone this badly—You need to change your tactics."

After saying this, Leon slowly leaned in and kissed her again. Ada grabbed his hair tightly, almost like she was letting out all her anger, and kissed him back even more passionately. She had never thought kissing him would feel this good, but it did.

As his warm, wet tongue slid into her mouth, Ada began pushing herself against his fingers, her hand gripping his hair shifting down toward his face. She was getting wetter and wetter, responding helplessly to his touch.

"Mmm..." she murmured into his mouth, "Leon..."

Immediately after a few wet and searing kisses, Leon pulled back gently to catch his breath and looked at her. Both of them knew they wanted more and nothing could stand in the way of that right now. Leon's blue eyes locked onto Ada's, and without breaking the gaze, he slowly withdrew his slick, glistening fingers from inside her. Ada hissed through her teeth at the sudden sensitivity, but what drove her even crazier was Leon gently bringing his fingers to his mouth and sucking on them, looking right into her eyes.

Slow and warm.

This man was truly driving her out of her mind.

While Leon cleaned his fingers by sucking on them happily, Ada could only watch him from where she sat with hazy eyes. She was on the verge of losing her mind and they hadn't even literally started fucking yet.

"Just as I imagined," Leon murmured, releasing his fingers after cleaning them completely. "You taste incredible. Sweet... Delicious. And so beautiful."

As his body leaned right over Ada's, she froze all of a sudden at the hardness Leon pressed right between her legs, over her pussy. Since it was through his pants, she couldn't feel it completely, but she knew it was there. His cock was warm, big, and hard. Biting her lower lip, Ada took a deep breath as she looked at him.

Then Leon leaned in even closer, bringing them nose-to-nose. Seeing the intense, dark desire burning in his eyes, Ada knew right then that this wasn't going to be soft or gentle. Leon gave her a faint smile, but behind it was a desperate need to worship her. Ada was destroying him, in the best possible way. And they both knew that.

His hand moved toward Ada's, gripping her fingers and before she could even process what was happening, Leon pressed her hand right onto the hardness between his legs. When Ada's slender, delicate fingers found his rock-hard, throbbing cock through his pants, she swallowed hard.

He was big.

Very, very big.

"Touch it," Leon whispered against her lips, his breath hot against her skin. "Feel what you do to me."

Ada's fingers tensed up at first, terrified of losing control.

But then she realized she had lost it long ago.

And she finally let herself go.

"Ugh," she murmured when she felt how big Leon was. She pressed her palm fully against his length and began stroking him slowly. Leon let out a muffled groan at her willing touch, this was exactly what he'd imagined. Feeling vibrations running along his spine, "You're so big," Ada whispered, continuing to stroke him.

Leon's lips curled into a smile.

This was exactly how he wanted it.

"Finally starting to be yourself," he whispered. "You're the one who got me like this, Ada."

A few minutes later, he gently pushed her fingers away and unbuckled his belt. The metallic sound of his zipper filled the quiet space. As Leon pulled down his pants and underwear together, his thick, hardened cock was freed, making a direct contact with Ada's soaking wet pussy.

She swallowed hard at the feeling of that warm, hard length.

Right now, nothing else mattered.

She just wanted Leon.

More than anything.

"You're gonna drive me crazy, Leon," she murmured, completely out of her mind. "Fuck."

Both of them hissed at the skin-to-skin contact as Leon gripped his hard cock, slowly rubbing his tip against her smooth entrance.

Her thick, heavy wetness spread all over him, making his length even slicker. Their lips almost touching, breathing each other in.

"This is exactly what I wanted," Leon whispered, his voice thick with excitement. "To strip away that illusion of control and leave you completely lost in me. I wanted you honest, Ada."

He'd succeeded.

Because Ada really wanted him like crazy.

Especially now, with his thick cock rubbing against her warm, slick and needy entrance, she had no choice left. She could feel goosebumps breaking out all over her skin.

It was hard to admit, but she wanted Leon.

Right now.

"I want you," Ada said, placing her hands softly on his broad back and digging her fingers into his shoulder blades. "I want you inside me."

Ada was breathless.

She was at her limit.

She didn't want to think anymore.

"..."

"I want you right now. All over me. So much."

And Leon smiled.

"Yes, baby," he whispered, moving even closer to her lips.

With his large, veiny hands, he gripped her hips and pulled her closer to him. Their bodies pressed together even tighter—Ada's groin grinding against his flat abdomen while his cock rubbed against her wet entrance.

Up and down, spreading her wetness everywhere, her gentle hands continued to wander over his broad shoulders—slow but very impatient. The squelching sounds coming from them made everything more intense.

Ada was so, so, so excited.

Because fucking Leon wasn't part of the plan today.

They kept watching each other, neither sure how much time had passed.

And then it all happened in that single moment.

A moment Ada never expected.

Without waiting another second, Leon buried his big, hard and thick cock deep inside her with a single, powerful thrust. Ada covered her mouth with her hand and let out a deep, raw scream as she felt the intense fullness inside her. The moment they felt each other's warmth, their faces contorted in pure pleasure.

"Fuck, Ada," Leon hissed, wrapping his arm even tighter around her waist and pressing her against himself.

Ada's brown eyes flew open at the feeling and her head fell back heavily onto the desk. Being stretched open and filled so completely by his warm hardness made every nerve in her body burn.

Maybe Leon was right.

Maybe she was this angry all this time just because she hadn't fucked him.

Catching her breath, she continued to hold onto Leon. As Leon held her slim waist tight and began his first strokes inside her, the force of his movements made Ada lift her head to look at him.

She was breathless. Everything was incredibly intense.

Leon was massive and she could feel him completely everywhere right now.

Ada wrapped her legs around his waist, digging the thin heels of her stilettos into his hips to pull him in as deep as he could go. And she succeeded. They were as close now as two people could possibly be. She slowly brought her hands to his face, cupping it in her palms.

And she acted purely on instinct. Whatever her body craved, she spoke it aloud.

"Fuck me," she murmured against his full lips. "Don't you dare stop. Don't."

With Leon's eyes staring into the deepest depths of hers, stopping like this was literally impossible anyway. 

Pounding into her pussy with a deep, heavy rhythm, he leaned down and pressed his swollen, flushed lips against hers once more. They began kissing again. Leon was kissing her with a deep hunger, almost devouring her whole as everything they had built up finally spilled into this moment.

They took turns kissing each other deeply, their wet tongues exploring each other's mouths. With every stroke, their bodies caused the desk to shake wildly until Leon pulled back to catch his breath, releasing Ada's lower lip. His breath was so hot against her skin it almost burned.

As she tried to choke back the gasps she couldn't hold in anymore, Leon continued to hold her firmly.

"Good girl," he whispered against Ada's red lips. "Tell me how much you like it, honey."

"So much," Ada managed to say, her eyes rolling back as he hit that sweet spot inside her pussy again and again. "I like it so much. I want more."

"Mmmm..." Leon murmured. "Yes, baby."

Gripping her tiny waist, Leon leaned back slightly and Ada slid her hand down to gently touch tense muscles of his groin. Her fingers could only reach so far since neither of them was completely naked.

Such a shame.

Leon pulled his hands from her waist and gently wrapped his fingers around her neck. Feeling her breath hitch with pleasure, Ada narrowed her eyes and looked at him. She was in love with this cock pounding inside her repeatedly and driving her crazier every time—and admitting it to herself hadn't been hard at all.

"Faster," she whispered, gasping for air. "Harder. Ruin me. I want you."

With every word out of her mouth, Leon felt his body shiver with lust and his movements fastened even more. As he buried himself into Ada's warm cunt, all the wet, sticky sounds kept echoing throughout the entire conference room. Their bodies were colliding into each other over and over.

Everything about Ada made Leon want her more.

When his cock hit the most sensitive spots inside Ada again and again, he felt his blue eyes getting lost in those brown ones.

He just wanted her so much more. In every possible way.

A few seconds later, he brought his other hand toward Ada's mouth, gripping her jaw firmly before slowly leaning toward her face. With their faces so close, the heat between them burned even hotter. Everything they felt was right there in their eyes, clear as day.

"Open your mouth," Leon said, his voice low but firm.

Pinned under Leon and shaking with his rhythm, Ada had long lost all of her defense mechanisms. Normally, she would never let anyone order her around but right now, she surrendered completely to the moment. Yielding to the pressure of Leon's fingers on her jaw, she parted her lips, her warm breath escaping in a trembling gasp.

Leon lowered his head even further. This time, his gaze was locked onto Ada's parted, wet lips and her tongue. Then he looked back into the eyes that had been undoing him from the very beginning.

He wanted her.

God, he wanted her.

He had wanted her for so long. 

And without rushing, never once breaking eye contact with her hazy brown eyes, he spat warmly into her mouth.

Feeling the warm liquid on her tongue, Ada startled slightly all of a sudden and a low, lustful sound escaped from her throat. Leon's taste, scent, and warmth invaded all of her senses at once. That single act completely shattered whatever boundaries were left, leaving them like wild animals, breathing only for each other. She swallowed every last drop. Her eyes narrowed as the rest rolled down from the corner of her lips, across her chin, and down her neck.

"Mmmm..." was all she managed to murmur.

Seeing her like this, Leon grinned with pleasure, moving inside her much harder and faster than before. He kept pushing his hardened cock into her tight, soaked pussy over and over until Ada felt every inch of him all the way to her cervix. Her breath came in short, jagged gasps.

"Good girl," Leon whispered, loosening his grip on her jaw just enough to stroke it gently, "You take everything I give you so well."

Ada felt herself rising higher and higher because of his voice, his words and his cock moving inside her nonstop. This man was clearly experienced and he knew very well how to press every single sweet spot deep inside her.

"Faster," she whispered, her fingers wrapped around the wrist of the hand still resting against her throat. "Much faster— Much— Mhmm..."

But the rhythm in Leon's mind had shifted completely.

Everything he felt for the woman in his arms only fed his hunger, making him want to own her completely.

He wanted to make her his.

He wanted Ada to belong to him so desperately.

His hand left her throat as he pulled out in a single, sharp motion. Ada gasped at the sudden emptiness, but before she could react, Leon turned her over and pinned her face to the cold wood of the desk. With her cheek pressed against the cold, smooth wood, Leon spread her legs wider. He rubbed the tip of his hard cock through her wetness a few times, then buried himself inside her from behind in one deep thrust.

Feeling his massive length hit her deepest depths all at once, a loud groan broke from Ada's throat. Leon immediately covered her mouth with his other hand, leaning over her to press his chest flat against her back.

"You're so beautiful, fuck," he murmured against her ear, feeling the way she tightening around him. "Do you still hate me?"

With every thrust, Ada could feel her hips slamming against his muscular groin, making wetter, stickier sounds. Leon pinned both her arms behind her back, locking her wrists just above her hips with one hand and using that leverage, he began pounding deep inside her harder than before.

"I hate you," Ada gasped between uneven breaths, right on the verge of losing herself completely. "I hate you for making me feel like this… you asshole."

Leon laughed at her words, bringing his hand down with a heavy slap against her wet hip. As Ada groaned with pleasure from the sting, Leon didn't wait a second before slapping her reddened skin once more. And more, and more and more.

"Do you?" Leon teased, never slowing his pace inside her soaked pussy. His fingers stroked the skin he had just turned red before he leaned down, pressing his lips against the nape of her neck, her back and her shoulder blades.

"I hate—ah, I hate you so much—" Ada tried to mumble but Leon never stopped. Sliding his hand between her legs, he pressed his fingers against her soaking clit, stroking her relentlessly as he continued driving his thick, hard cock into her. His fingers spread her slickness everywhere, making every sensation ten times better.  "Fuck—"

"I love it when you hate me, Ada," Leon said with a smile, his warm breath burning against her body. "Because every time you tell me you hate me, you're actually whispering how much you want me deep inside you. It's the only time you're honest with me."

Juices trickled down her thighs toward her ankles, dripping onto the floor while Leon's hard, relentless thrusts never slowed for even a second. Standing in her heels became harder with every passing moment. Pleasure numbed every inch of her body, and every word from his lips only made her want him more.

"Leon—" she mumbled, her voice really low. The shaky little moans escaping her throat made it harder and harder for her to breathe.

"Shh," Leon whispered, his fingers continuing to stroke her clit. "It's okay, I'm here. You're alright."

His voice was so tender she felt it everywhere, directly contrasting the harshness below. Leon slid his free hand from her wet, reddened hip up to her waist, trembling with every deep, hard stroke he drove into her. He stroked her delicately, as if afraid to break her, yet with undeniable possessiveness. Every hard thrust of his thick length against her wet cunt was so full and so targeted that the ache building inside her reached an unbearable peak. She could feel him deep inside her most sensitive places now.

"Look at me," Leon whispered, lifting his head just enough to look at Ada's face from the side. "Turn your face toward me, baby."

Hearing this, Ada managed to turn her head with effort, fixing her hazy, completely unraveled gaze on him through her hair.

She looked divine. She looked so impossibly beautiful that the sight of her drove Leon further past the edge.

Unable to resist, he leaned down without stopping his rhythm and pressed featherlight kisses across her warm cheeks, gently catching the dampness at the corner of her lips.

"Fuck, you're so damn beautiful," Leon breathed through gritted teeth.

He pressed his cheek against hers, his other hand relentlessly stroking her wet, sticky and swollen clit. All the slick, squelching sounds between their bodies caused Ada to lose all the remaining strength in her arms.

"Leon," she murmured, "Leon—"

"Sweetheart," Leon whispered, his movements intensifying. His cock thrust into Ada's wet, tight insides with so much force that her legs trembled uncontrollably. "Tell me."

"I'm so close," Ada said with effort, her voice shaking even more. She wasn't sure how much longer she could take it. As her pussy clamped down around Leon's cock, trapping him even tighter inside, sweat slicked her entire body. "Jesus—"

"Ugh, yeah," Leon growled. Her desperate sounds lost with the wet slap of their colliding bodies. He could feel how close she was by the way her tight walls squeezed him with every stroke. "I know, honey. I can feel you."

Leon moved his fingers to a frantic speed below, rubbing her wet clit in tight circles until her mind went completely blank. As his thick, hard cock pounded relentlessly against her most sensitive spots, Ada writhed helplessly across the desk. Leon pulled out almost completely before pushing himself deep inside her again. She covered her hand over her reddened lips, a muffled moan escaping through her fingers.

"More," Ada whispered, literally begging him now. "Give me more, Leon."

"Mmmm," Leon murmured. "You're being so good for me."

Every word felt as though it were tearing a new seam in Ada's soul. Gripping her soft skin, he thrust harder and faster inside her, the sticky sound of their union filling the entire room. Leon's hips moved faster, thrusting deep to give her everything she wanted.

That was it.

Ada couldn't hold back any longer.

She clenched around him, her pulsing walls trapping his hard cock deep inside.

"I'm gonna come, I'm gonna come, I'm gonna come, I'm gonna come—" she babbled, almost unconsciously.

"Yes, baby, yes, yes, yes—" Leon whispered into her ear, his fingers pressing more firmly against her sensitive clit. "Come for me. Just for me."

"Fuck—Leon—"

Ada's body continued to tremble.

"Mmm..."

It then it happened.

As Leon kept slamming against her hips at full speed, he leaned down and sucked on her hot neck, right over her jugular. That last touch was enough to shatter her remaining control.

Ada gasped out a high, lust filled cry right into her palm as she came everywhere, soaking Leon's body completely. While her body shook with the force of her orgasm, Leon kept stroking her, his strong fingers moving as he held her legs firm but Ada still collapsed face down onto the desk.

Seeing her like this drove Leon over the edge. He kept sliding his cock inside her without stopping, the wet, squelching sounds filling the room as he pushed himself even deeper. He wanted to give her the best pleasure she had ever felt.

But around Ada, Leon had never been a strong man.

"Mmm, yes baby," he whispered, just before that euphoric feeling hit his own body.

As Leon felt her pussy squeeze around his rock hard length, he couldn't hold back any longer. He clenched his teeth and felt his vision go dark with pleasure. With a deep, guttural, almost primal groan, he kept his lips pressed against Ada's slender neck. And then he slammed his hips deep inside her one last time with a powerful thrust, hitting right against her cervix and started to come. As his thick, hot and creamy cum filled her in long spurts, Ada lifted her head at the searing heat inside her, letting out one last soft groan.

"Ugh..."

And the moment she felt the warm liquid inside her, she heard Leon's rising groans.

For a few long seconds, she listened to the deep, masculine whimpers he breathed against her neck. His voice was unbelievably beautiful from where she was.

Time passed but neither of them knew how much.

They stayed like that for several minutes before Leon finally lifted his head to look at her. Her warm brown eyes met his.

And he couldn't resist any longer.

Their lips met and Ada kissed him hungrily, swallowing every intoxicating groan he breathed into her mouth.

They kissed for a while, holding each other without knowing how much time had passed. All they knew was how incredible it felt.

When they finally broke the kiss, their eyes met once more.

And for the first time, Ada could look into his blue eyes from so close, taking in every single detail.

After exchanging gazes for a while, Leon leaned in and gave her one last deep kiss—one that Ada wouldn't forget for a very long time.

She would remember just how perfectly Leon's lips fit against hers.

As Leon slowly withdrew from her, Ada let out a sharp hiss through her teeth at the sudden emptiness and sensitivity. Every inch of her body was still trembling. A moment later, she felt his large body lift away from her completely.

Ada was very exhausted after all of it but when Leon gently caught her waist and helped her up, she managed to sit on the desk with her trembling legs.

Both were breathing heavily, their ragged gasps echoing throughout the room. Ada's vision was hazy as she looked back up at him. They simply stared at each other in silence, minds still heavy and clouded.

Ada swallowed hard before noticing the new grin spreading across Leon's face. It was the grin of a man who was completely satisfied.

He'd gotten exactly what he wanted—and Ada had let him.

After staring at each other for a few more minutes without a word, Ada held onto the desk tightly. She raised her other hand and wagged her finger at him as if it was a warning.

"You're giving me a discount," she said, her voice still trembling.

Leon smiled.

"How much are you asking for?"

"Fifteen percent," Ada said.

Leon bit his lower lip, moved his hand to her bare thigh, giving it a firm squeeze before gently stroking it.

"Even in this state, you're still negotiating."

"I always negotiate, Mr. Kennedy," Ada replied with a smile.

And in that moment, Leon thought it was the most dangerous smile he'd ever seen on her face.

"Five percent."

"Twelve."

"Seven."

Ada reached up, threading her fingers into Leon's hair before pulling him closer with anything but gentleness. They were much closer now, especially their lips.

Those full, kissable lips.

"Ten," Ada whispered, her lips brushing against his.

"You're cheating."

"Technology has its price, Mr. Kennedy."

Remembering he had said those exact words to her earlier, Leon let out a deep sigh with a smile.

"Eight."

"Ten. Final offer," Ada mumbled. "Otherwise... I might have to set up a private meeting with LG to speed up quality testing myself."

Leon couldn't help but smile.

"You're a dangerous woman, Ada."

This time, it was Ada who grinned.

"I'm glad you've finally noticed, Leon," she whispered once again right against his lips.

And this time, it was Leon who closed the distance between them. His hand found her small face, gently cupping her chin as he pulled her toward him before pressing his lips to hers. They began to kiss, their lips moving slowly over each other as if trying to savor every curve. Ada let out a soft hum as a pleasant warmth slipped into her mouth. And Leon deepened the kiss, pulling her even closer against him.

When they kissed, the corner of Ada's lips curved into that familiar, dangerously charming smile.

She might have been the one to break all the rules tonight.

But in the end, she was still the one who walked away from the desk with exactly what she'd wanted.

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