Love Starts with Coquetry

I felt like I wasn't Josh's assistant but his maid.

"Amber, have you forgotten how much you hurt him back then? You're digging your own grave!"

Meadow was so annoying. I was so pissed off.

"If it weren't for you, could I have messed with him? Being his personal assistant for twenty-four hours is nothing. As long as I can earn money, I'll do anything!"

I had made up my mind to go. It might be seen as my way of redemption.

It seemed that studying was really useful to one's future. I looked up at Josh's grand villa, which was magnificent and something that I, a white-collar worker, could never live in.

Well, to be honest, living with such a handsome guy every day was kind of exciting.

"I live on the second floor, and your room is next to mine. There's a phone in the room. You can't sleep too soundly. Whenever I ask for you, you must show up at once. Make sure your service satisfies me."

Was he implying something? His words made me uneasy. I couldn't help but wrap my coat tighter around me.

I was a decent woman, OK? I would never sell my body.

He probably saw through me. He raised his eyebrows and looked me up and down, saying, "Please don't have such vulgar thoughts about me. I'm not interested in old women."

I was speechless. His words were so harsh!

I really doubted that the pitiful man who came to my house drunk that night was not him.

"Do you really not remember what you did to me when you were drunk that night?" I asked persistently.

Josh pressed forward, and I took a few steps back and leaned against the table. He lowered his body and leaned close to my ear, saying, "Are you so eager for me to do something to you?"

I blushed at his flirtatious words and moves and was about to surrender.

"What are you talking about? I don't lack men." I unconsciously raised my voice. "Stop being so narcissistic."

Josh was probably amused by me when he saw me out of control. He said, "It's up to you. I don't care."

It was so embarrassing. I really wanted to vanish into thin air now. I was completely defeated in this round.

"Well... There's one more thing I want to make sure of. Your mom doesn't usually come over, right?"

"No."

I breathed a sigh of relief. If Anastasia knew Josh was living with me, she would be furious.

To my surprise, so many things happened on the first day I moved in.

The bathroom suddenly went dark, and I screamed in fright.

"Help!"

I stumbled and fell to the floor. The bathroom door lock was broken, and I found it hard to breathe.

Just when I thought I was going to die here today, Josh appeared. He was like a beam of light.

He reminded me of the teenager who held me in the lab that year and ran through the fire. He seemed to have grown up.

I was glad I was wearing a bathrobe now.

"You're already a grown-up, but you're still so careless." Josh squatted down to try to pick me up.

I was a little annoyed by his scolding, so I patted his hand away and said, "I don't need your help. I can stand up on my own."

I fell on top of him after three seconds of tough talk.

A hint of mockery instantly appeared on Josh's handsome face. "You're throwing yourself at me."

Ignoring my resistance, he carried me to the bed.

I thought he was about to leave, but he suddenly squatted down.

I kicked him at once and asked, "What are you trying to do?"

Josh gasped in pain, covering his bleeding nose as he stood up. "What do you think? I wanted to check your ankle."

"My ankle is fine, but your nose is bleeding," I pointed at his nose and said, my voice trembling.

I hit my boss. Would I lose my job?

To make up for my mistake, I carefully wiped Josh's nose.

As our eyes met, the atmosphere became slightly awkward, and scenes from yesterday suddenly flashed in my mind, causing me to blush.

"You're applying medicine for me. Why are you blushing?" Josh chuckled.

I glared at him fiercely and wanted to stand up. "What are you talking about? How could I blush?"

Unexpectedly, he suddenly wrapped his arms around my waist and hooked my chin. There was a somewhat frivolous look on his face.

"Amber, it's OK if you just admit that you have feelings for me."

I admitted that at that moment, I fell for him crazily.

Impulsively, I bent my head and kissed his lips.