Madelyn understood that going head-to-head with Zach wouldn't yield any positive outcomes, especially given the possibility of someone witnessing them.

Suppressing the strange fluttering in her chest, she inquired, "Since you're here for business, I wouldn't want to disturb you."

"Couldn't you at least drop me a text?" His brows furrowed.

Madelyn was momentarily taken aback. After a moment's pause, she retorted, "Apart from bothering me like this, do you have any other hobbies? You're well aware I don't appreciate it."

As she spoke, Zach nuzzled her earlobe lustfully.

The faint scent of a foreign perfume clung to his suit, a fragrance so potent it made Madelyn slightly uneasy.

Zach's deep voice rumbled, "Then enlighten me, what do you like me doing to you? Do you enjoy when I kiss you?"

With that, he took Madelyn's chin between his fingers and turned her head, capturing her lips in a bold kiss.

He had a drink not long ago, so she could feel a bitter tang invading her taste buds