My Sweet Seduction novel Chapter 55

“DAD TEXTED ME. I’m being sent to San Simon today. Let’s have dinner there too.”

He did not wait for my answer because he quickly changed and deviated from the road. His face immediately turned cold; hardened eyes stared straight ahead.

I firmly bit my lip and watched the car move as we left the city. I think we are running at a speed of ninety at these times.

He was just quiet the whole trip. His sudden coldness already shook my heart. Ice seemed to cool his gaze on the dark road.

I adjusted my seat as we entered San Simon. My thoughts are getting heavier, my pulse beyond wild now. This is actually my first time meeting his father. I’ve heard a lot of good about him, but the consequence is that he is strict and far from everything.

“We’re here,” he whispered in a low voice. I cleared my throat, looking up at the open and lofty fence that seemed to be waiting for our arrival.

When his car parked opposite the luxurious door, he turned to me. His cold eyes were freezing me. I can’t even utter a word, even the blink I did not do.

He grabbed my hand, slowly caressing it like I am the most precious gem he had. He carefully followed the finger between it and tightened our grip.

“Stay by my side whatever happens,” he said carefully.

His cold expression is gradually replaced by warmth and flattery. He licked his lower lip and looked at me with hot fiery that soothing in away that melted my heart.

I was no longer surprised at the beauty of their house, but I still could not help but roll my eyes inside. I feel like I’m getting smaller from standing up. The glass chandelier above my head and the two grand stare-case welcomed me. The windows are also large, and the curtains deliberately kiss the white floor.

“Lawrence, son!”

I immediately looked up at the main staircase. And I saw the man at his old age staring down at me.

I quickly turned to Lawrence. His perfectly sculptured jaws were tightly clenched, and his dark, brooding eyes looked intense.

“Dad,” he said in a baritone voice.

He started down the luxurious staircase. I can’t deny that they have a lot in common. They had the same features—started from his tousled not-so-dark hair, down to his prominent cheekbone with high arc nose and thin lips. But his face blanks like a catalog model, but he had a neat, smooth, and magnificent beneath his aristocrat skin.

I held my breath as I waited for it to descend. His eyes were fixing on me. It openly visits my whole being, and I find it difficult for me to breathe in.

“Dad,” Lawrence greeted him again from the bottom.

He patted the child on the shoulder before glancing at me. His thick eyebrows were furrowed together as he looked at me with profound scrutiny.

“I’d like you to meet Margaux Collins, my girlfriend.”

My body just froze as my lips pursed tight. I never thought he would introduce me as his girlfriend to his father.

“Collins?”

“Yes, Dad. The daughter of Rudolfo and Leticia Collins.”

“The owner of Collin’s Hotel?” His tone casual and light.

He just nodded then turned to me again.

“Uh, nice to meet you, Sir!” I gave him a frugal smile.

Like Lawrence, he just nodded at me before facing Lawrence again.

“How was the resort? I want you to make sure we don’t have a problem there. I also want you to talk to Franco about the upcoming harvest.” Every word that comes from his mouth had an authority.

“Yes, Dad, I fixed the problem there,” Lawrence said.

I was left speechless as he walked straight away from us.

“Carolina!” His loud voice calls. His voice was echoing in my head that made me quivered.