NovelEnglishChapter 819 Breanne had a knack for getting what she wanted. With the lights off, capturing his face on camera was out of the question, and she needed to make sure that wouldn't be an issue. Snuggling deeper into "Everett's" embrace, she felt the heat of his desire and playfully pouted, "Mr. Everett, I just want to see your face, just once, pretty please~" As she spoke, she slipped off his lap, kneeling in front of him, her head bowing down. At times like these, no man could resist. "Everett" leaned back into the couch, his breathing heavy under her expert touch.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtOnce they were finished, Breanne climbed back up, nestling against his chest. Her fingers lazily traced circles over his heart as she spoke in a husky, lazy voice. "Mr. Everett, those Bennett Corporation projects were stuck and needed re- approval. How did they all suddenly get the green light? How did you pull that off?" The man, still basking in the afterglow, was in no mood for deep thoughts. He replied with a lazy drawl, "Money makes the world go round." Breanne feigned innocence, her eyes wide and blinking, "But Mr. Abraham is already set to be the next big thing. Who could possibly get things done over him?" "Everett" sneered, "Naturally, it's Austin. Austin hasn't retired yet, so Abraham can't take over." Breanne's eyes sparkled with satisfaction; things were going even better than she had hoped. Men, with their simple desires, were easy to manipulate. Once content, they'd spill everything without thinking twice. Breanne laughed joyfully, "Mr. Everett, you're incredible. I admire you so much." "Is that so? Then let's go again," "Everett" said, flipping her over once more.
Meanwhile, as if on autopilot, Everett's car wound its way to Moon Bay. Despite the blow-up with Selena at the party, he couldn't shake her from his mind, drawn to her despite himself. He suddenly realized his problem wasn't with his heart, but his head. Why was he so hung up on this indifferent woman? The more she eluded him, the more he wanted her. Everett wasn't one to deny himself; he got out of the car, slammed the door, and headed into the house, making a beeline for the bedroom. The room was quiet, Selena sleeping soundly on the bed. His irritation flared.
They'd argued, he was still fuming, yet here she was, snoozing away like nothing happened! Everett stormed over, ready to wake her. Why did she make him feel things he thought he'd forgotten, yet not care about him at all? Surely, if she just asked, he'd explain everything.
He'd tell her he never touched Breanne, that he didn't have feelings for her. He wasn't even sure if he liked Selena, but his heart and mind were solely focused on her! But as his fingers reached for her sleeping face, he hesitated. A memory of her silently crying on the lounge couch flashed in his mind. His heart twisted.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmFrustration surged within Everett. He didn't know how to deal with her. Eventually,
he sat on the bed's edge, glaring at Selena for what felt like ages before finally getting up and leaving the room.
As he stepped outside, a small figure stood silently watching him. Everett stumbled, his heart skipping a beat, startled. "You..."
Looking closer, he realized it was his eldest son, Mateo. He chuckled, half- annoyed, half-amused It's the middle of the night, shouldn't you be in bed, not sneaking around like a ghost?" Mateo watched him silently, then suddenly asked, "Dad, do you not love Mom anymore?"
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