"Ready?"
Andrew nodded, his mind sharp, and they made their way upstairs toward the office. The moment they stepped into the corridor leading to the office, Elio stilled.
Suddenly his nerves pulsed, and nervousness took over him as he feared if he could really earn the twenty percent without losing his trust. Andrew, noticing Elio's stiffness, gazed at him with concern and whispered,
"Elio, are you oka—"
Before Andrew could finish his words, Elio without warning grabbed Andrew's jacket and smashed his lips on him. Andrew's eyes widened as Elio slid his hand on Andrew's waist, pulling him closer to his body as he sucked his lips.
Andrew grabbed a fistful of Elio's shirt as pleasure shot through his body, but his eyes darted around the corridor, fearing someone would come at any moment and see them like this. He tried to push Elio, only for Elio's grip to tighten on him, and he bit his lips hard, making him gasp.
