Chapter 7 A Refined Scum

Dario's eyes gleamed with pure lust.

A smile tugged at the corners of her lips. Deanna pulled his tie, looked into his eyes, and bit her bottom lip seductively. She shed all her inhibitions and leaned against his chest. Her slender fingers stroked Dario's chest as she unbuttoned his shirt.

Dario's face darkened. He grabbed her wrist and pinned her against the table.

"You asked for it."

Dario's eyes turned red. Deanna bit his neck, igniting his desire.

He ripped off Deanna's clothes and pressed himself against her.

The two were like ice and fire. As the temperature of Dario's body spiked, Deanna melted under him. They were at the peak of pleasure.

Dario slid one hand around Deanna's waist and cupped her pert breast with the other.

At that moment, the door of the room flew open.

"Mr. Archer, this document..."

The senior manager waved the document in his hand.

His eyes widened in horror, and all the color drained from his face in an instant. He stepped back and bumped against the wall.

"I didn't... I didn't see anything!"

Deanna's face flushed with embarrassment. She clutched her clothes tightly.

She never expected anyone to intrude at such a crucial moment.

Dario's lips curled into a sneer when he saw her flustered face. "I thought you were fearless."

Deanna pursed her lips. The lust in Dario's eyes vanished in an instant. He smoothed his shirt and left the conference room.

Deanna's eyes turned cold as she watched his receding figure.

His reaction appalled her.

He looked as if nothing had happened.

The next day, when Deanna came to work, everyone was pointing at her and gossiping.

Deanna frowned. She wondered why people were casting strange looks at her.

"Did you hear the CEO's assistant is a slut? She and the CEO were in the conference room..."

"Oh my God! What? That's unbelievable! Are you telling the truth?"

Deanna's face darkened when she heard what people were talking about her. She gritted her teeth and went upstairs.

In the CEO's office.

Dario was dressed in a formal suit. He sat at the desk, skimming through the documents. Deanna came in with a cup of coffee. Her breath caught in her throat when she saw him wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He looked incredibly handsome.

Hearing the sound, Dario looked up and cast a sarcastic look at her when he met her gaze.

Deanna was a resilient woman. She managed to retain her composure even though the entire office gossiped about her.

"Good morning, Dario."

Deanna calmly placed the coffee cup on the desk. "I made it according to your preference."

Dario glanced at her. "Did you find out about it in advance?"

Deanna arched her brows. "Well, I've got to learn more about you to keep my job."

His inquisitive gaze made her nervous. However, she quickly looked away to hide her emotions.

Luckily, Dario didn't probe further. "All right. I'm expecting a client at noon."

At noon.

"Sir, Mr. Hilton is here."

Deanna ushered the client into the room and turned to prepare tea. Decker Hilton's gaze was fixed on her.

He had been in the business circle for many years but had never met such a beautiful woman.

"Mr. Archer, you have good taste in women. Your assistant looks pretty." Decker winked at him.

Dario's hand stilled. He glared at Decker.

"Mr. Hilton, don't you want to talk about our collaboration?"

The harshness of his tone startled Decker. "Mr. Archer, you've misunderstood me." He immediately withdrew his eyes from Deanna.

Deanna pursed her lips. Her eyes twinkled with merriment.

She couldn't help but wonder if Dario was protecting her.

She wanted to take advantage of the opportunity.

She lowered her head to hide the wickedness in her eyes.

"Mr. Hilton, here is your tea."

Deanna walked to Decker's side and purposefully leaned forward.

She looked hotter as the movement seemed to accentuate her breasts.

Decker didn't dare cross the line because of Dario's warning. However, just as he glanced at Deanna from the corner of his eye, he was instantly aroused.

He couldn't take his eyes off her beautiful body. He couldn't concentrate.

"Thank you." Decker took the cup with a smile and touched her milky skin.

Deanna smiled at Decker.

Just then, a lighter landed on the table with a bang.

Decker raised his head and met Dario's icy gaze.

"Mr. Archer, this is the contract. Please have a look at it." Decker cursed himself in his mind for making a mistake because of a beautiful woman. He handed the document and smiled apologetically.

"Mr. Hilton, I think you should leave now. Let's fix an appointment for another day," Dario said expressionlessly.

He didn't even bother opening the document.

Decker grew flustered. "Mr. Archer, this collaboration..."

This was his last chance.

Many people were desperate to collaborate with Dario. Decker had worked hard to get this opportunity. He couldn't miss it.

"Lead our guest out," Dario grunted impatiently.

Deanna stepped forward. "Mr. Hilton, this way, please." She smiled and ushered him out.

"I..." Decker was furious, but he didn't dare to lose it in front of Dario. He glared at Deanna and stormed out.

The woman was the reason for all his problems.

Deanna heard people still gossiping about her, but she ignored it and returned to Dario's office.

"Can't you live without seducing men?"

Deanna stopped short when she heard Dario's cold voice.

"Yes." A smile stretched across her lips as she looked into his deep-set eyes and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Dario, are you jealous?"

If it weren't for him, she wouldn't have let the old man touch her.

He was disgusting.

Dario looked at her with disdain. However, the way her body was pressed against his chest aroused him.

He couldn't control his desire.

However, he was annoyed that Deanna was seeking other men right in front of him.

Dario couldn't imagine how promiscuous she would be when he wasn't around.

Dario's jaw was taut. His icy gaze made her subconsciously flinch back and hit the door behind her.

She was trapped and couldn't move.

"Who do you think you are? You are just my toy!"

Dario suddenly let go of her.

Of course, he knew all her tricks.

He sat back, and the lust on his face vanished in an instant.

"But why do I feel you're jealous?" she asked, leaning against the wall and flaunting her hot body.

Dario cast a sidelong glance at her. "You slut!"

"Dario, I came to bring you lunch," Jeannie shouted. She couldn't open the door because Deanna was leaning against it.

"Jeannie, wait a moment. I'm not ready yet." Deanna chuckled.

Jeannie's face reddened with rage.

She wondered what she and Dario were doing alone in the office.

"Deanna, open the door!" She angrily banged the door.

"What's the rush, Jeannie?" Deanna opened the door and smirked at her. "I won't gobble him up."

Jeannie sensed the lust in the room.

Anger surged through her veins when she saw Deanna's ruddy face and moist lips. "It's daytime. Why have you locked the door?"

"Nothing. I just had some personal work with my cousin-in-law."