She was greeted by a gust of cold air upon exiting the private room, dampening the warmth that had arisen in her.
Walking behind Nathaniel, Madison replayed the incident of him spurning Luke for her.
Mr. Hadley cares about me. He rejects another man’s advances toward me as soon as he sees his intentions.
Lowering her head, Madison smiled surreptitiously to herself.
As soon as they emerged from the hotel entrance, Sebastian sent Nathaniel home.
Madison stared until the black Maybach disappeared into the distance before looking away reluctantly.
It was late at night when he arrived back at Scenic Garden Manor.
Nathaniel pushed open the door and found Christina on the couch, exploring an illustration software on her tablet.
She wore her hair in a ponytail and was dressed in a long sleeping gown. She wore a pair of white socks, and the way her feet swung idly looked endearing.
Hearing the footsteps, Christina turned around. She narrowed her eyes. “Have you been smoking, Mr. Hadley?”
The stench of alcohol and burnt tobacco was especially pungent against the faint fragrance of the room.
Only when he sniffed his jacket did Nathaniel realize it stank. “I had business to discuss earlier.”
Like an agile kitten, Christina leaped off the couch and arrived before him in several quick strides. “At a karaoke lounge? Or a private room? Were there pretty girls to drink with you?”
Beautiful women are a dime in a dozen in places like those, with one to light one’s cigarette and another to pour one’s drinks. They’re all the same. Nathaniel is handsome. Surely there will be women who would throw themselves at him even without being paid to.
That thought made her feel uneasy. As there were scarcely any women by his side before, she had never considered that a problem.
This appears to be something I should keep an eye on.
Nathaniel’s gaze darkened momentarily. He caressed Christina’s hair as if he was comforting a small, furry creature. “There are occasions when I’m forced to be at such a place, but I will never interact with them.”
Christina cupped her cheeks in her hands. Her gaze twinkled like a curious child’s. “What makes you so sure that you wouldn’t talk to them? What if you meet someone vivacious and beautiful? Wouldn’t you want to speak with her at all?”
Isn’t it human nature for men to stare at beautiful women? Even I will do a double–take when I see handsome movie
stars or models at work.
Nathaniel’s gaze darkened. His beady eyes seemed to consume her. “I promise I wouldn’t. I’m going to take a shower.”
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As he spoke, he loosened his tie and exposed his Adam’s apple, which bobbed attractively. He had some alcohol and his skin was flushed pink which made him look as if he smelled like a dish.
Christina turned her gaze away from his muscular chest peeking out from his shirt and gave a cough to mask her insecurity. “Hurry up.”
Humming in assent, Nathaniel entered the bathroom.
Christina was back in bed by the time he emerged from his shower. He lay down beside her.
Her sweet body scent calmed him. In fact, nobody else made him feel that way.
His lithe arm wrapped around Christina’s waist, pulling her tiny body close to his. It was in this manner the couple savored each other’s heartbeats until dawn broke.
Luke appeared at Hadley Corporation with an assistant first thing the following morning.
“I have a bar in my office.” Nathaniel, too, stood up. It’s not an unreasonable request to have a drink after completing the negotiations.
Resting an arm on the bar, Luke allowed his gaze to linger on Madison’s exquisite figure. “I never knew how talented your secretary is, Mr. Hadley.”
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