My Mate Has Two Wolves

Chapter 141

Catherine's POV

Blake's eyes flickered as he replied, "Of course. Whether he and Vanessa were conspiring against you or not, I will not hire him ever again, given that he had an affair with Vanessa. Why? Are you eyeing his position?"

I was stunned. Did Blake think that I wanted to be promoted?

"No, I'm not. I just want to ask you if you have anyone in mind." I was so nervous my palms were sweating.

"Yes. I've made my decision. It will be ... you." He smiled. He was calm, and there was a hint of laziness in his eyes. He pointed to me.

"Me? No way!" I didn't expect Blake to ask me to be the head of the Design Department. I didn't even dare to think about it.

Blake's eyes darkened slightly. "Why not? You haven't done it before. You don't know."

"I want to recommend someone to you. You can think about it. She is more suitable than me in every aspect," I said eagerly.Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

"Who is it?" Blake's expression had returned to normal. He looked at me calmly and asked.

"It's Melinda, the director of the third department. To tell you the truth, she has been taking care of me ever since she knew I had kids. She is very capable, and she is nice. I hope you can consider promoting her." I deliberately mentioned the kids, feeling that by saying this, the chances would be higher.

"Is that so?" His lazy and magnetic voice was slightly raised, and he deliberately said slowly with a doubtful expression.

"Yes! She takes great care of me." I was afraid he would say no. If so, I would fail Melinda. I would feel very embarrassed.

"Does she know about the kids?" Blake narrowed his eyes, and his tone turned cold.

"You told her about the kids? What if she can't keep the secret? Have you thought about the consequences?" Blake was very dissatisfied.

I didn't expect him to be so against this. I frowned. "I don't see any need to keep the children a secret from Melinda. She would never say anything to anyone."

I looked at the obscure expression on Blake's face and felt that he probably would turn me down.

Deep down, I figured that I should apologize to Melinda tomorrow. It seemed that I couldn't get Blake to give her a promotion.

"Sorry to disturb you!" I lowered my head. Then I was about to open the door and leave.

When I put my hand on the doorknob, I heard the man's deep voice coming from behind me. He said, "Do you remember the rules of asking me for a favor?"

I froze. I turned around and gawked at Blake.

His thin lips curled up in a slightly evil manner. His tall body that was sitting on the office chair stood up straight. Step by step, he gracefully approached me. His burning gaze stared at my face. "It is negotiable, but..."

"Didn't you already..." I was embarrassed under Blake's burning gaze. I summoned up the courage to mention that he had kissed me forcefully at noon, wanting to get a pass.

"That's not the same thing." However, it seemed that I was too hopeful.

My entire body trembled. It felt like an electric current.

Why?

How could he still be so damn charming when he said those words?

He was the despicable and shameless one. Why was I tempted by his bewitching voice?

I must be crazy.

Or I had already had feelings for him. I just refused to admit it.

"I'll give you time to think. When you think it through... Come see me." He moved his thin lips to my ear, his voice filled with evil.

I abruptly turned my head around, and my rosy lips accidentally brushed against his handsome face. I instantly was a little flustered.

Blake chuckled in a low and hoarse voice.

"Would you promote Melinda if I kissed you?" I knew about the rules, of course. After all, his request was so shameless.

In fact, it was a fair deal. To be more precise, I would be the biggest beneficiary.

Others may struggle for about a decade to get a promotion or raise.

Yet I could get what I wanted in an instant. I only needed to be thick-skinned and kiss Blake.

"Sort of. Of course, I have a condition. She must promise that she won't tell anyone about the kids." Blake raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly.

I said with certainty, "I can assure you that she will never tell anyone about the kids."

"OK then... Shouldn't you do something now?" Blake stood in front of me and waited for me to take the initiative.

I looked at his sexy thin lips and did not dare to do so.

"Do you want me to take the initiative? I wouldn't mind," Blake suddenly said.

I thought, since I was begging him, of course, I had to take the initiative.

"Can ... can you close your eyes? I can't do it with you looking at me like this." I hoped he could close his eyes.

Blake took two steps back and sat on the sofa. "Come here, or I'm afraid you won't be tall enough to reach me."

I froze. He mocked my height!

Well, I admitted that I was indeed a bit short, but I wasn't that short.

Blake sat on the sofa, his long and narrow eyes slightly closed as he waited...

I looked at his lazy appearance. His eyes were slightly narrowed, and they weren't so sharp anymore. He seemed easily bullied.

I gulped down a mouthful of saliva, and my palms began to sweat nervously.

Since when did Blake and I reach such a stage?

How long had it been?

Was it even a month?

How come I was here, taking the initiative to kiss him?

I had the urge to slap myself and wake myself up. Would everything be back to the start if I did that?

"Cathy, I'm not that patient," after waiting for a few seconds, Blake opened his thin lips and urged me.

I felt that he had become more and more natural every time he called me.

Where did he get his self-confidence from? Was he born with that?

Since I was urged by him, I immediately walked to him.

I was short of breath. I suddenly didn't know where to start.

I had zero experience of kissing someone. I felt forced, and I was at a loss. I didn't know how to kiss him.

Anyway, I was going to be a joke today. He would laugh at me for the rest of his life.

Just as I closed my eyes and leaned over to him with my lips, his large hand suddenly grabbed my head.

I approached him tentatively. In the blink of an eye, I kissed him on his lips.

I met Blake's eyes, which were as dark as the sea. There was a smile in his eyes.

Was he teasing me?