Juliana pressed Benson against the wall, looked up at him, and said, "Good morning, Mr. Leach."

She was in a bad mood and wanted to tease her handsome Mr. Leach.

Benson had come to the office in the middle of the night and had not slept well. His eyes were bloodshot and stubble had appeared on his chin, which looked a bit messy but still wild and handsome.

Benson lowered his head and looked at Juliana's thin, red lips, itching for something, "Good morning, Mrs. ...