The CEO Gets What He Wants

Hearing him, Avery felt even more ashamed. She never thought there would come a day when Zayne

would call her a wench.

Cayden refused to let go of her ankle. She tried to crawl backward, terrified of him because he seemed

to want to devour her.

As she struggled for some time, her ankle reddened.

“Ouch...” she cried.

Bang! Bang!

Zayne pounded on the door again.

The door was almost reaching its breaking point, which filled Avery with anxiety. Her already pale face

turned even more ashen.

Just as she was at a loss, Cayden leaned over and locked her trembling lips with his.

Then, the man's hot breath hit Avery's ear as he panted sexily.

At this moment, a sound traveled from the outside.

On the other side, Zayne turned around, only to spot four policemen and the residential area's security

guard exiting the elevator.

“Please come with us!”

Zayne darted his eyes from them to the door. In a dissatisfied tone, he questioned, “Since when were

the police involved in people's personal affairs?”

“You're being reported for trespassing, so please cooperate with us,” said one of the policemen, taking

action.

Everything that transpired outside the room was heard by Avery.

By then, Cayden had already released her.

Wrapping herself tightly with a blanket, she curled up under it. Although it was pouring outside, it was

still humid, and she had not turned on the air conditioner. Hence, she was covered in sweat.

There was a particular scent in the room after the couple did their deed.

Avery did not know why Cayden stopped out of the blue, but she was grateful for it. Perhaps he

suddenly realized he shouldn't do this.

Meanwhile, Cayden was standing motionless by the open window. Lowering his head, he lit a cigarette

and took a drag, a frown settling on his face. Then he fished out his phone and dialed a number.

When the other party picked up the phone, he ordered, “Have Dr. Zeller come here. Same place.

Hurry.”

Upon hearing that, Avery could not comprehend why he had just asked a doctor to come.

Dr. Zeller? She's the one who treated me in the hospital, and what does he mean by “same place”?

Also, who reported to the police earlier? A neighbor? Or did Cayden do it secretly?

After Cayden finished puffing on the cigarette, he turned his head to look at her, noting that she

remained in the same spot.

Under the sound of the pouring rain, he approached her and roughly pulled her toward him. While half-

carrying her, he peeled the blanket away.

As she was exposed to him, Avery felt embarrassed. “What do you want now?”

Even though he had been called an animal by her earlier, he did not get mad. Instead, he put her down

and stated in a gentle tone, “Go get washed up. Dr. Zeller will be here shortly.”

Avery was a bit stupefied by his words.

“You're bleeding,” he informed, feeling guilty.

The woman was instantly stumped, as she understood which part of her he was referring to.

After all, only when that part bled would he stop doing it, even when he was extremely turned on.

“How can that be?” Avery panicked.

Still wrapped in the blanket, Avery sat up, only to notice the bloodstain the size of a fingernail on the

bedsheet.

When she was being invaded by Cayden earlier, she kept worrying about Zayne barging in, resulting in

her not noticing anything else.

Now that she saw the ghastly sight, she was shocked.

Had it been under normal circumstances, she would not be this anxious, especially since it was only

the size of a fingernail. However, considering she had just taken an aphrodisiac a few hours ago, things

could be bad.

Just then, Kylee's advice echoed in her mind.

If it's serious, I might lose my uterus...

Not saying anything else, Cayden shot her another glance before he turned around and walked toward

the messy living room. The simple furniture had been destroyed by Zayne.

There was even a cigarette butt on the floor, with the ash scattered all over.

On the flip side, Avery took a deep breath, consoling herself that everything would be fine.

Other than a slight backache, she felt nothing else, which she thought was a good sign.

In her nightgown, she went to the bathroom.

Before entering, though, she realized she had not brought her pajama along, so she strolled toward the

wardrobe to take it.

Due to Cayden's rough and intense actions earlier, the nightgown could no longer be worn.

Taking the pajama, she then proceeded to the bathroom.

After washing for a long time and making sure her body was completely clean, Avery crouched in the

bathroom and hugged her knees, unwilling to face the man just yet.

It was not until Kylee arrived that she fixed her hair and exited the bathroom in her pajama.

Xavier was there as well, but he did not come in.

“Let's go to the bedroom,” said Kylee toward Avery.

The latter nodded before pointing at the bedroom, leading the doctor in.

The physical examination ended up taking twenty minutes. Kylee asked Avery several questions,

resulting in Avery blushing crimson as she felt the embarrassment creeping in once more.

Lowering her head, Kylee packed her things while uttering, “It's nothing serious. It's just that your

period came earlier. I'll give you tips on how to take care of yourself.”

Upon hearing that, Avery heaved a sigh of relief. “Thank you.”

“You're welcome.” With that, Kylee strode out, Avery following behind.

Arriving in the living room, Kylee took out a pen and a piece of paper.

After writing a note down, she gave it to Avery. “Buy the items on this list and make them into a soup.

Have it three times a day. Also, you have to restrain yourself from sexual activities for a month. Your

period came earlier because your body was way too excited.”

At her words, Avery's face turned scarlet.

Kylee was an experienced and aged woman. Hence, such things were not foreign to her, and she did

not find them peculiar at all.

Still, as a doctor, she had to advise her patients to take care of themselves, even when they were in the

throes of passion.

Although Kylee was talking to Avery, she was also addressing Cayden indirectly.

Since her job was done now, Kylee got to her feet and nodded toward Cayden before taking her leave.

Sending the doctor to the door, Cayden stated, “Goodbye, Dr. Zeller.”

Seeing the doctor exiting through the door, Xavier quickly helped her take her things. Before pressing

the elevator button, he nodded toward his boss and Avery. After that, he left.

Just after the elevator's doors closed, Avery blocked the door that Cayden was about to shut. “It's late.

You should head back too,” she voiced.

Because she bled and he felt guilty for it, Cayden dared not face her or even utter a single word to her.

Years ago, when he was involved in a car accident, he had almost been amputated. However, the

nervousness he felt at that time was not as strong as how he felt for her at the moment.

“You don't actually mean that, right? Just like when you said you didn't want me, your body responded

to me so much you needed a doctor.”

Angered, Avery raised her head and stared at him. “What are you talking about?”

With his stone-cold face, Cayden grabbed the woman's chin and made her face him. “What we did was

only foreplay. Had we gotten into it for real, I wonder if you'd be so pleasured that you faint?”