Zacharias chuckled. “So, you have wished, so shall it be.”
Shirley felt herself getting pulled into a warm embrace. She could smell the scent of shampoo on Zacharias. It tickled her heart, and she wanted to get closer to him. Holding her nape, Zacharias kissed her. It was a gentle kiss, enough to melt Shirley. She thought she was going to become a puddle.
In the dark, she tasted Zacharias, and her whole body was overwhelmed by his scent. He nibbled on her lip and dipped down lower. Shirley was shivering, her hands held by Zacharias. In the darkness, Zacharias took what he wanted from her like a predator.
Dawn came. When Shirley opened her eyes, Zacharias had gone to work. Contented, she slept in the place he slept in, sniffing his lingering scent. All she could think of was everything that happened the night before. That was crazy.
Zacharias left a note for her on the table, telling her to stay at home and take a break, and if she wanted to leave the house, she must have bodyguards following her around. After that harrowing kidnapping in Flor, he would not let her get into any risky situation again.
Shirley wanted to swing by her grandmother’s place in the afternoon. She didn’t ask Zacharias’ bodyguards to follow her as she didn’t want to waste his resources. If he needed bodyguards, but they were protecting her, he would be in danger. Shirley had nothing to fear back in her home country.
Shirley had lunch at her grandmother’s place. It had been a long time since Ava saw her granddaughter. She thought the girl felt a little more grown up this time. She noticed the hickey on Shirley’s neck, but her eyes weren’t as good as they were, so she thought it was a mosquito bite. “It’s winter. It’s not mosquito season, so…”
Shirley’s cheeks burned up. She quickly clapped her hand on the hickey. “No, no, it was a mosquito. There was one in my room last night.” A big and fierce one, too. Ava said, “You have to close the windows. Don’t want the bugs to come in.”
“Of course, Grandma.” Shirley smiled. Whew, that was close. Curious, Ava asked, vice president? When’s the meeting with the parents?”
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