His Regret Arrived Three Days Late novel Chapter 71

Even with a sultry woman draped in his arms, the only face in Conrad's mind was Annika's.

The woman had already shed her clothes, pressing her body against his, but strangely, he felt nothing. When she licked the hollow of his throat, he growled in annoyance, "Turn off the lights."

"Alright."

The room plunged into darkness. The woman slid back into his embrace and began unbuttoning his suit. "Mr. Beryl," she cooed, "I like you so much."

"How much?" His long fingers gripped her chin, the pressure sharp and unforgiving.

"Ouch, that hurts," she yelped.

"So much I can't get enough of you," the woman purred, pushing through the pain to say what she thought he wanted to hear.

"Is that so?" Conrad sneered, closing his eyes to her advances. But Annika's delicate face reappeared in his mind. He shook his head forcefully, but the image wouldn't fade.

Just as the woman unbuckled his belt and was about to move lower, his eyes snapped open. He shoved her off him.

"Mr. Beryl!" she shrieked, tumbling to the floor.

Conrad grabbed his jacket and stormed out of the room without a second glance, ignoring her calls as he strode out of the Celestial Club.

He had just gotten into his car, his frustration still simmering, when Justin called. "What happened, Conrad?"

"Something came up. I had to leave."

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