For some reason, I felt warm when he scolded me.

When he started the car, I asked him where we were going, but he didn’t answer. Instead, he pinched my chin and examined my face. I blushed and pushed his hand away before glaring at him and the driver.

"What are you doing?"

Atlas raised the car’s partition to give us some privacy. I thought ATL Empire provided excellent employee benefits. It didn’t surprise me since Atlas was an assistant to someone important. He said, “Show the bruises.”

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