CEO's Contract Obsession-Chapter 200: Make an Effort

Anton observed Mary as she made her way to his room, dragging her suitcase behind her. He noticed Roana’s smile fade as she also watched Mary’s departure. The air in the room grew tense, and Anton could sense the underlying tension between Roana and Mary.

As Mary disappeared into his room, Anton turned his attention back to Roana, who appeared visibly troubled. He approached her as he put his hands into his pockets.

"She’s mad at me," Roana uttered to Anton.

"You need to find a way to resolve this. It’s important for all of us to coexist peacefully under one roof. You really pissed her off yesterday," Anton reminded her.

"You know why I did that, but I’ll try to talk to her," Roana said with a glint of hope in her eyes.

"Do it, Roana, don’t just try. She will be your boss and I think it’s better if you have a good relationship with her. She’s a good person, if only you didn’t act that way, she could have been your friend, you know," Anton’s words held a sense of urgency and conviction. He understood the importance of Roana establishing a positive relationship with Mary.

Roana pursed her lips before saying, "I can’t help it. You understand that even if our relationship is over, my care and concern for you will always remain, right?"

Anton let out a sigh and expressed, "I understand. However, Mary is unique; she might be the one."

Roana concluded, "Since you hold that belief and sentiment, I won’t argue any further. As it happens, I took the initiative to prepare dinner. Your housekeeper kindly assisted me with organizing my belongings and setting up my room, so I decided to lend a hand in the kitchen. Shall we eat?"

Meanwhile, in Anton’s room...

Mary’s inner thoughts were filled with curses as she grew increasingly irritated by Roana’s attempt to win over Anton through cooking. She had been thinking about what to prepare for dinner when they were on their way to the penthouse, but Roana beat her to it.

Stamping her feet in frustration, Mary unpacked her suitcase and briskly walked towards the closet, searching for a suitable spot to hang her work suits and dresses. Driven by her frustration, Mary forcefully pushed aside all of Anton’s clothes and replaced them with her own in that particular spot.

Consumed by anger, Mary flounced and carelessly knocked off everything she had been arranging. In the midst of the chaos, a small velvet box slipped from her grasp, but before she could retrieve it, someone else’s hand snatched it away, outpacing her.

"I’ll get this one," Anton calmly stated as he pick it up before putting it in a safe.

Mary didn’t wait for him as she walked out of the closet. She was not in the mood for anything right now and just want to go to sleep and wake up to a fresh new day.

As Mary approached the door, she suddenly felt Anton’s firm grip on her arms, halting her movement. He gently guided her to face him and pressed her against the wall, placing his hand on her chin to ensure her gaze met his.

Anton’s face drew nearer to Mary’s, causing her to hold her breath and feel her heart skip a beat. In a soft whisper, he uttered, "You look absolutely adorable when you’re jealous," his words brushed against her ear.

His deep and husky voice sent a shiver down her spine, instantly melting away her irritation. The hairs on her back stood on end as she succumbed to the captivating effect of his words.

"You are enjoying this," Mary replied.

"I do. It only shows how much you like me," Anton whispered before softly nibbling on her ear. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

Anton did not stop; he continued placing tender, gentle kisses on Mary’s ear, cheek, and jawline. Mary couldn’t help but gasp, overwhelmed by the sensation.

As his lips continued their sensual exploration, with a gentle touch, Anton’s hand glided along Mary’s curves, tracing their enticing contours. Simultaneously, his other hand remained placed on the small of her back, providing a comforting and supportive touch.

"Anton..." Mary couldn’t help but utter his name, unable to suppress the pleasure that Anton was stirring within her. She feared that if she remained silent, a moan might escape, overwhelmed by the arousal he was igniting.

"Hmm?" Anton didn’t cease his actions, his desire was fueled by the anticipation that had built up throughout the day since they were interrupted earlier by his mother. He had eagerly anticipated the chance to express his desires and passions that had been building up throughout the day.

His workday had been filled with distraction as Anton struggled to focus on his tasks. His mind had been consumed by thoughts of Mary’s delectable lips and the enticing softness of her breasts. The intense longing had made it difficult for him to concentrate at work, leaving him constantly aware of his lingering arousal that refused to subside, causing a day of undeniable discomfort.

"Are you not going to have dinner?" Mary stammered, her voice revealing the depth of her desire for him. Yet, despite her yearning, she hesitated to pursue their desires further, grappling with fear and uncertainty about how to proceed and what should she do.

"Food can wait... I crave a different kind of meal," Anton declared, leaving no room for Mary to respond as he sealed her lips with his, initiating a fervent and passionate kiss that left no doubt about their shared desires.

His kiss was anything but gentle; it carried an aggressive hunger, akin to a wolf devouring its prey. Anton pulled Mary closer to his body, allowing her to feel the undeniable evidence of his growing arousal. With his other hand firmly grasping the nape of her neck, he ensured that she wouldn’t be able to break away from their passionate embrace.

Anton could no longer hold it, he removed his hand from her back and slowly reach for her soft alluring mound. Mary is startled in surprise as he abruptly grasps it.

Overwhelmed by the pleasure Anton is evoking within her, she instinctively tightened her grasp on his arms.

His other hand traveled down to her back and then to her behind. He grabbed it hard and felt the plumpness of it.

Mary’s breathing is becoming faster and faster as Anton’s hands boldly touch her all over. Her heart races with a mix of nervousness and anticipation, unsure of what he will do to her but also eagerly anticipating what lies ahead.

Anton pushed her bum towards his raging arousal and Mary felt how hard and big it is. She opened her eyes and held her breath in shock.

She is a virgin but that does not mean she does not know what it looks like. She has seen it online but she did not know that she will be stunned once she finally felt it. She has not even seen it yet but it seemed like her heart stop beating after feeling it pressed on her lower abdomen.

It was hard as a metal pipe and she could only imagine how long it is. She pondered how can Anton even fit it in his underwear and keep it stay hidden all day long. It was so big and angry that she thinks it might come out on its own anytime soon, without Anton’s permission.

"Anton!" Mary exclaimed, she does not know how else to react, she was not prepared for this.

She knows she is wet between her legs, but she doesn’t know what to do. Despite her inner conflict, a part of her desires this experience. Yet, she had previously made a promise to herself to engage in such activities only after marriage.

Now, faced with the intensity of the moment, she contemplates the possibility of breaking that promise, as she truly wants him at that moment.

Caught in an internal struggle, Mary questions the significance of a promise made solely to herself. She battles with conflicting emotions, attempting to persuade herself to surrender to her desires. It is now or never, she told herself.

Anton pulled away from their kiss and placed his forehead onto hers, he whispered, "Mary... sorry, I am not sorry. I badly want you... If you want to, I will not go all the way... but please let me touch you... I am dying to touch you..." Anton uttered while his hand still kneads her mound.

Anton’s words flared up Mary’s burning arousal, but some of it was not clear to her, she wanted to say yes but she wants to clear things out first, making sure she understands.

*Knock, knock, knock*

"Anton? Mary?"

Before Mary could answer Anton, they heard Roana.

Anton shut his eyes and took a deep breath, endeavoring to compose himself and suppress the anger provoked by yet another interruption.

"What is it?!" Anton bellowed, ensuring that Roana heard the unmistakable tone of his irritation.

"Rei is looking for you and Mary. He’s in the living room. What should I tell him?"

Anton sighed and reluctantly let go of Mary, knowing that he couldn’t dismiss Rei without a valid reason.

"Fine, we’ll be there..."