This piano held countless memories of her and Waylen, but he didn’t remember.
Suppressing her emotions, she said, “Ill go upstairs first.”
Just then, her phone rang.
Seeing an unfamiliar number, Rena answered without much thought.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIt turned out to be George Shelton, the young male star from the private banquet that night. Rena couldn’t fathom how he obtained her number.
George was skilled in charming conversation and had a keen sense of timing.
He mentioned he saw Rena earlier but she left before he could approach her and say hello…
Rena responded casually and they chatted for a while before ending the call.
The moment she hung up, Waylen had pulled her over and firmly pressed her down on the piano.
Her lithe figure lay beneath him and the piano seemed to resonate, as if lamenting…
Looking down at the woman beneath him, Waylen asked in a low, deep voice, “Rena, do you fancy that kind of boy?”
Rena felt both embarrassed and infuriated. “That’s none of your business, Waylen. Let go of me.”
He didn’t release his hold.
He didn’t know why, but he felt so angry.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThey had divorced, yet she…
He couldn’t let her go. Instead, he sensually caressed her body with his slender fingers, and then decisively unbuttoned her skirt. “Ms. Gordon, are you really so desperate? Can a boy like that satisfy you? How about… Let’s fulfill each other’s desires. After all, we’ve done it countless times before. | believe even if you don’t like me, you still yearn for my touch…
What do you say? | don’t mind being his substitute this time.”
He whispered in her ear, “Turn off the light. You can hold me all you want and call me sweetheart. Just pretend I’m him. I’m certain you’ll soon..
Waylen knew he shouldn’t be doing this. Rena’s rejection earlier had severely wounded his pride.
He had really just come to see Alexis tonight but his temper flared when he heard the boy charming Rena.
“Do you enjoy flirting with men this much? When you do, make sure to avoid involving the children, okay?”
Rena felt a blend of shyness and anger.