Chapter 502 So She Really Had Such a Shameful Dream?
Brady's low, magnetic voice made Violet heart flutter.
His strong hands comforted her, making her excited.
Violet could feel herself being held, but her vision was blurry, her mind in chaos, and the surroundings were incredibly dark. She could only let Bradydo as he pleased.
"Did you miss me?" Brady's hot breath brushed past her ear again.
His warm hand caressed her through the thin fabric, making Violet so sensitive that she felt weak all over. Her long eyelashes began to tremble uncontrollably.
It was unbearable. How could she not resist this man's caresses?
And who was this man? Why did he feel like Brady?
Violet instinctively thought it was Brady, but she wasn't sure. Wasn't Brady about to get engaged?
Calliope wanted her to make a dress.
What was going on? It must be someone else.
Using the last bit of strength in her body, Violet struggled. "Who are you? Let me go."
But the more she struggled, the tighter Brady held her.
He gently brushed away her disheveled hair and kissed her.
Violet's head spun even more. She wanted to struggle, but her legs were suddenly lifted, and she felt a cold breeze under her skirt. In a moment of dizziness, she completely passed out.
The man tightened his embrace, merging with her.
When she woke up again, the lights in the office area were back on.
Violet struggled to open her eyes. Two hours had passed. She was lying on her desk as if she had just woken up from a nap.
To make sure everything was really fine, she touched her body. It seemed like there was no problem.
Was it just a dream?
But the dream felt too real. Violet's face turned red, and she quickly held her face, trying to calm herself down.
She had only been away from Brady for a while, so how could she have such a shameful dream?
Violet stood up and go home. She hadn't made any progress on Calliope's dress. She would work on it tomorrow.
However, as soon as her slender body stood up, there was some soreness and swelling below.
This discomfort felt exactly like she had just had sex.
Violet became alert again. Was it not a dream?
But it couldn't be. This was the Hall Group, where every corner was under strict surveillance. To reassure herself, Violet went to check the surveillance footage.
The staff in the security room had already received instructions from the president's office.
So, after Violet reviewed the edited surveillance footage and found nothing unusual, she completely dismissed all doubts.
So, did she really have such a shameful dream?
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