A Night's Mistake: The Besotted CEO's Obsession novel Chapter 338

Chapter 338 

“It seems you haven’t understood the meaning of taking a shower, Vincent uttered nonchalantly as he glanced at the flustered Mila 

Mila’s cheeks flushed red, and she was torn between going in or out. She stood at the bathroom door for a long time and didn’t move. 

“Hurry up. I can’t hold on any longer. Vincent’s urging sounded behind Mila Mila thought Vincent was injured because of her, and something would have happened to her if it weren’t for him. What’s so difficult about taking a shower! It’s not like I haven’t seen his body before. Thinking of this, Mila closed her eyes, bit the bullet, and turned around to nub shower gel on Vincent. 

Mila’s cool fingertips slowly wandered on Vincent’s body. The water from the shower head splashed on Vincent and then onto Mila. Mila’s shirt quickly got wet, and the curves of her body were vaguely visible. 

Because Mila closed her eyes the whole time, she didn’t notice it and continued bathing Vincent carefully Vincent’s gaze gradually deepened as he stared intently at Mila, who was a head lower than him. The sound of the shower drowned out their strong heartheats, 

Mila cleaned Vincent’s upper body nervously. When she was about to clean his lower body, her wrist was suddenly clamped. Then she was pressed 

wa against the cold tiles. She opened her eyes abruptly and saw Vincent’s darkened eyes. 

“Well you’ve seen my body when you seduced me before. Stop pretending to be a chuste woman now Vincent’s voice was slightly hourse, and his breath was hot. Ignoring Mila’s frightened eyes, he lowered his bead and kissed her. His words were cruel, but his actions were tender. It was like treating a treasure that he loved yet hated. 

Mila was so frightened that her face turned pale. Vincent’s breath constantly rushed into her nose, and his big palms kept wandering around her sensitive parts. A familiar feeling washed over her, and she knew they would cross the line if it went on like this. 

Mila turned her head away and struggled to resist Vincent, no,” she said in protest, Vincent ignored her and kissed her more deeply 

Mila was scared and struggled hard. Maybe she accidentally touched Vincent’s wound, and she heard his muffled groan. She clearly felt that his body pressed against hers suddenly paused. 

She was worried about Vincent’s injury, so she stopped struggling and wanted to check on him. But before she could make any move, he tightened his grip on her. He clamped her chin with one hand and held the back of her head with the other, pulling her toward him. He exuded a domineering aura. 

Mila had never seen Vincem like this. When they were dating back then, he had always been caring toward her and respected her opinions. If she hadn’t seduced him on purpose, they might not have reached the final stage of intimacy yer 

At this moment, Mila was unable to cope with Vincent’s compulsion. She knew there was a huge disparity in strength between them, so she gave up after struggling a few times. She would do it since Vicent liked it, which could also reduce her guilt. 

When Mila gave up struggling, and her body grew limp, Vincent suddenly let go of her. Then he propped himself against the wall, closed his eyes. and ordered in a hoarse voice, “Get out.” 

Mila was somewhat confused when she was suddenly released. She couldn’t help saying. “But your shower- 

“Get out” Before Mila finished speaking. Vincent growled again. This time, the sound seemed to have come from the depths of his throat. Obviously, he was about to lose control. 

Mila didn’t say anything more and left the bathroom inn a daze. 

Vincent stayed in the bathroom for a long time before coming our. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Mila standing there all wet. Her plump curves were tempting. 

Only then did he remember this was his room, and the only bathrobe was on him. She had no change of clothes now 

Vincent was afraid he would lose control again. He quickly turned his head, took his shirt from the closet, and threw it on the couch. “Get dressed” he ordered. Mila looked at the shirt but didn’t move. He glanced at her and mocked, “Do you dislike itt. 

“No.” Mila hurriedly explained, “I have my own clothes in my room. I can go nut and get them myself. I was waiting for you here just in case you needed me while I was away 

Vincent turned around and looked at her from head to toe. He gulped silently with a look of disgust. “You want to go out like this? Who do you want to show it to? Do you want to repeat what happened with Luke! Do you want me to die thoroughly because I escaped death this time?” 

“That isn’t my intention,” Mila explained quietly, 

want me to drag my injured body to get it for you?” Vincent held his chin and leaned back on the couch, saying lazily 

“Then what is it? Do you want in 

Seeing things were getting twisted, Mila stopped talking. She took the clothes and went to the bathroom. Looking at the closed bathroom door, Vincent smiled slightly. 

A few minutes later, Mila finally dawdled out. She saw Vincent’s bare hack on the couch with several bruises. At this time, Vincent was applying ointment to his body. 

It was diam in the bathroom just now, and she had kept her eyes closed nervously the whole time, so she didn’t see the injury on his body clearly. 

Mila was somewhat distressed. She walked over and took the ointment from Vincent. Then she applied it to the bruises bit by bit. When her fingertips touched those spots, she moved her mouth closer and blew gently. “I’m sorry. It was because of me that you were hurt so badly.”