From Friends With Benefits To Lovers!

In the luxury apartment in the city center, a pile of large and small luggage had been carelessly packed and left in the corner of the room.

Outside the window, the streetlights cast a faint glow. It was 8:15 PM, the clothes in the washing machine hadn’t dried, and the dishes were still unwashed. For the past two years, Yasmine Nichols had moved homes every six months, as if she were a tree that had just taken root only to be uprooted again. The time for the sapling to mature hadn’t passed, and naturally, its trunk would wither from lack of water. The house, after being cleared out, seemed more spacious. Yasmine exhausted from cleaning for the past two days, collapsed onto the dust cover on the sofa. Her body felt like it was falling apart from all the work.

Just then, her former boss, Xavier Walker, suddenly called: "Yasmine, tomorrow you'll be going to Aurora Moonlit at Eclipse to start your new job. How are you preparing?"

Aurora Moonlit was a well-known media company in the country, established nearly twenty years ago.

"Mr. Walker, I have a clear understanding of the overall situation, and the project team has already contacted the person in charge over there. Once I land and settle in, I’ll head straight to Aurora Moonlit.” Yasmine replied.

Yasmine had studied online communication design in college, and after graduation, she stayed on to work for one of the Walker family’s subsidiary companies. The subsidiary’s main business was marketing planning and packaging for various products.

From an intern, Yasmine had risen to become the marketing director, working on many projects ranging from clothing, fashion, and interior design, to online games. Thanks to her creative and bold plans, she received wide praise from clients, bringing in considerable revenue for the company.

Though young, Yasmine had extensive experience and a strong presence in her work.

Xavier, enjoying her clear and professional tone, responded: "This isn’t work time, no need to call me Mr. Walker."

Yasmine replied: “Calling you ‘brother’ wouldn’t make a difference, and aren’t we discussing work right now?"

Xavier updated her on the news: "The new game that Aurora Moonlit is launching next month is very different from the previous ones. Internally, it’s rated ‘super S,’ and it’s getting a lot of attention."

Yasmine sat up, wide-eyed: "Super S? How come I didn’t hear about it before? I thought it was just a regular S-level game."

"I just found out, after the beta test, the feedback from players has been very positive.” Xavier explained.

Yasmine opened the iPad on the coffee table: "Got it, I’ll update the plan immediately."

"I’ve already found your accommodation in Eclipse, and I’ve also been to the Walker family’s office there before. You still remember the address, right? Sasha will be your assistant."

Yasmine was surprised once again: "Oh my, is my future sister-in-law going to be my assistant? Aren’t you upset?"

"....” Xavier hesitated on the other end of the phone: "I’m just worried you don’t know how to take care of yourself."

"I’m old enough to know how to take care of myself.” she replied.

Xavier chuckled and said: "For the next year, you’ll mainly be in charge of Aurora Moonlit’s game project. Once you get there, we need to establish good relations with both the marketing and product departments at Aurora Moonlit."

Yasmine held a piece of dry toast in one hand and adjusted the PPT with the other: "Don’t worry."

Just after hanging up with Xavier, a new message popped up on her Lochat: [I’ll be at your place in ten minutes.]

Yasmine suddenly remembered it was Thursday and put the iPad away. It was good that her sexual partner was coming over, she had been feeling so stressed and needed to do something to release the tension.

Yasmine replied: [Okay, the code is xxxx, press #, and you can come straight in.]

...

"Ugh... hmm... be gentle..." The hem of her dress was pulled up to her waist, and Yasmine lay beneath the tall, masculine figure, both of them drenched in sweat.

Yasmine valued the quality of intimacy. Tonight, she wore a red spaghetti strap dress, had showered, applied makeup carefully, and spritzed a light fragrance. She looked like a beautiful rose.

The man clearly freshly showered too, still smelled faintly of soap, which was pleasant, though his gentleness had no bearing on his actions.

Half-conscious, Yasmine lay beneath him, enjoying the moment, even nibbling lightly on his lips. The man sucked on her earlobe and asked: "Why did you give me the code today?"

"Hmm..." Yasmine's hands gripped the bedsheet tightly: “I’ll be going on a business trip to another city. I’ll be leaving the house tomorrow, also okay if give you."

The man chuckled softly, his voice low. As his lips were about to touch hers, he paused, his long arm turning her over, pushing into her forcefully: “Is that so? So this is our last time together?"

"A...! Hurry up, just a little more...!" Yasmine knelt, swaying her slender waist: “Yes, it's really hard to let go."

"Let go of what?" He pushed back her black hair, gathering it into a bundle, exposing her snow-white back, urging him to move faster.

Yasmine turned her head, sucking on his finger, her beautiful eyes sparkling: “I can’t bear to be away from a tall, handsome, thoughtful partner like you."

"A..." The man seemed dissatisfied with her answer, thrusting harder, asking: “Is that so?"

"Mm... aa... I also can’t bear to be away from an old classmate..." Her tone was both coquettish and feigned. He shook his head, sweat dripping down his forehead onto her back. He moved faster, his pace relentless, making Yasmine cry out: “Iv... Ivan, stop teasing... please let me go... Ah... umm..."

When Ivan heard his name, he was finally released. The condom, filled with his essence, was tied tightly and thrown into the trash.

After the climax, the two lay relaxed as if they had just done some rhythmic exercises. Yasmine now comfortably resting, turned to chat with Ivan.

"Thank you!"

She turned her head, Ivan’s perfect face close, his lips pressed together, his sharp nose straight, a few strands of damp bangs clinging to his forehead, his brows slightly relaxed. He asked: “Thank you for what?"

"Being with you was an amazing experience." Yasmine complimented him, the blush on her face after the passion fading away, revealing her delicate and flawless skin: "Now I feel so much better."

So, she saw him as some kind of high-end human-shaped massager.

"By the way, I haven’t asked, what do you do for work?"

Ivan smiled, continuing to rest with his eyes closed: “Does it matter what kind of work the partner does?"

"True." For the first time, Yasmine opened her arms to hug him: “This is our last time meeting, I wish you smooth sailing in the future!"

Ivan’s eyelids twitched, but he remained still, allowing her to hold him, not making a sound.

"I'm going to take a shower, I won’t see you off."

With that, Yasmine stood up and went to the bathroom, closing the door behind her. The sound of the showerhead echoed.

After finishing her shower, Yasmine came out to find that Ivan had already left. She noticed changes around the house: the dishes had been washed, the clothes were neatly hung on the balcony, the scattered suitcases were neatly arranged, and the dry bread on the table had been cleared away. The glass tabletop had been wiped clean, sparkling.

Ivan really was thoughtful. She wondered if she would ever meet such a considerate partner again. She couldn't help but feel a little regretful. Picking up her phone, she texted Lochat: [Thanks, you clumsy guy.] Along with a heart-shooting bunny emoji – this was one of the most intimate messages they'd shared so far.

A red warning icon appeared on the left side of the notification: [Ivan Gate has unfriended you. You are no longer friends. Please send a friend request, and once it’s accepted, you can continue chatting.]

"Damn!" Yasmine's eyes widened in disbelief as she cursed, her earlier warm feelings vanishing.

She had never been unfriended on Lochat before. Although Ivan’s action wasn’t exactly rude, they had already said their goodbyes, and there was no point in keeping each other on their friends list, but she still couldn't accept it! If anyone should have done the deleting, it should have been her first! After all, she wasn’t the only one who had enjoyed herself last night.