Darling, I Submit novel Chapter 3

Chapter 3 Getting Herself Into A Trap

Angelina was really impressed.

She had just humbly asked Keith to teach her in the room, the all-powerful assistant had already arranged for the room key to be delivered.

Angelina wondered why the assistant could suddenly appear out of nowhere.

Keith smoothly pulled off his tie with one hand.

After undoing it, he handed it to Angelina.

Angelina was speechless. "Thank you, Mr. Fuller. It's so nice of you."

She didn't want to hold onto the "hot potato," but she couldn't throw it away.

She felt that she had gotten herself into a trap.

It was so embarrassing.

Keith looked at Angelina, a barely noticeable smile crossing his lips.

"I want my suit jacket."

Upon that, Niles took the suit jacket from the waiter's hand and handed it to Keith.

The next second, Angelina was draped in a loose black jacket that covered her superior figure completely.

Niles knew that he couldn't be a third wheel at this point. "Mr. Fuller, I'll go back to my room to handle some work. I hope you and Miss..."

The word "Jefferson" almost slipped out of Niles's mouth.

Noticing that Keith had no intention of showing that he knew Angelina, Niles quickly changed his words.

"I hope you and this young lady have a wonderful night."

Keith gave a faint response and then took Angelina's wrist and led her out, heading toward the suite on the top floor as she had requested.

Angelina was dumbfounded.

Things unfolded a bit weirdly, but it was hard to pinpoint what exactly was weird.

Just when Angelina was just about to make up an excuse to leave, a drunken fat man stumbled toward her, intending to make a move on her.

While keeping his grip on her wrist, Keith gently shifted her to a different place.

Because of his height, he practically held Angelina from behind when he moved her.

This gentlemanly and secure movement could make any girl's heart flutter.

The drunk man was intimidated by Keith's oppressive gaze and broke out in a cold sweat, no longer daring to make advances.

The elevator door closed, shutting out the noise outside.

Perhaps sensing Angelina's distraction, Keith asked in a casual tone, "Do you just want to learn how to tie a tie?"

Angelina blinked. "Mr. Fuller, I'll learn whatever you teach me."

"Oh, you're so obedient." Keith stared at her with an intriguing gaze and asked in a low and husky voice, "What if I don't let you go after you've learned?"

Through the elevator's mirror, Angelina could see his noble appearance.

He was so handsome, attractive, and gentlemanly.

If he wasn't a scumbag, he would really be a perfect man.

...

With a click, the door to the suite was closed.

Something seemed to be inflamed in Angelina's chest as the door closed.

Keith held her waist and pressed her against the side of the entrance, wrapping her in his arms.

Angelina bumped into his chest. It seemed that she could feel the pounding of their hearts, and she was unsure whose heart was racing faster.

They were so close to each other that even their breaths mixed.

Keith gazed down at her and asked in a husky voice, "Where's my tie?"

Upon that, Angelina exclaimed inwardly, "Oh, my God! His voice is so alluring."

Her scalp tingled, and a ripple of excitement ran through her as she listened to his tempting voice.