NovelEnglishZach picked up his suit jacket from the floor and put it on the chair. "What's gotten into you again?" His gaze darkened after noticing the faint redness in her eyes. "She's just my assistant. You should know who she is." His words carried hidden implications behind them.
Madelyn's body stiffened. Zach securitized her expression, seemingly trying to see her through.
Madelyn sneered. "What does that have to do with me? | told you to get lost simply because | find you disgusting!" Zach would never turn away any woman who caught his eye. Ironically, that was the very reason why Madelyn found him repulsive.
"If you're not leaving, | will." She could not bear to become the laughingstock to Cecilia anymore in front of them.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMadelyn picked up her bag and wanted to move past Zach. Instead of stopping her, Zach unfastened the metal buckle on his belt and took it off. Then, he put on a white bathrobe before going into the bathroom in a pair of slippers.
Madelyn opened the door and saw bodyguards standing outside. Then, she angrily slammed the door shut.
She had no way of escaping at all. Jumping out of the window was out of the picture since they were on the eighty-eighth floor.
A hint of coldness flashes across Zach's eyes after he enters the bathroom. There was a pool of fresh blood on the floor, and the shattered mirror fragments scattered all over. He could not help but frown.
In the end, Zach had someone come in to clean it up.
After the hotel staff cleaned the bathroom, he immediately left without even lifting his head.
A suffocating atmosphere filled the room. Madelyn sat expressionless in front of the dressing table, and the man behind her had a gloomy look on his face. His aura was so cold that it sent shivers down one's spine.
"...Are you trying to threaten me into letting you go by harming yourself again?" "I don't know what you're talking about," Madelyn said.
Zach asked in a cold voice, "What's with the blood in the bathroom?" Madelyn replied nonchalantly, "I had a nosebleed, and | accidentally broke the mirror when | was looking for the tissue.
"You should go back to your room if you're done showering. It's not appropriate for you to stay here. | need to get some rest too." In the next second, Madelyn was unexpectedly picked up by Zach and carried into the bathroom.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Put me down!" "I'm staying here with you tonight." "I don't need you to." "...Just listen to me, okay?" Zach coaxed her softly.
After the hotel staff had cleaned the bathroom, he had placed some rose petals in the bathtub and lit up the scented candles.
The aroma seemed to have an aphrodisiac effect. Zach placed her on the marble countertop with his hands behind her head. He then passionately kissed her. Her legs were wrapped around his waist, and she could not escape at all.
Madelyn pressed her hands against his scorching chest, intending to push him away. There seemed to be no trace of rationality in those eyes consumed by lust, but there was still a hint of sobriety as he looked at Madelyn.
After four years apart, Madelyn's youthful appearance had given way to a more mature look, which exuded a captivating and alluring vibe.
Madelyn panted as Zach gave her time to catch her breath. Her blushed cheeks made her look irresistible as her eyes fixed on him, "Aren't you afraid that she'll find out about this?" Zach propped his hand on the sides of the countertop, leaning in to smell the unique fragrance on her body. "Why would | be afraid?" His voice sounded extremely deep and hoarse.
As he spoke, he lowered his head and kissed her neck.
Zach was acting like a wild beast in heat.
Indeed, Cecilia and Zach were of the same kind. She would not mind Zach messing around with other women, even as his mistress.
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