Melanie was actually a little scared.
God knew how terrifying Preston could be when he finally snapped.
She definitely couldn't handle his relentless, demanding stamina right now.
More importantly, they were in a hospital caretaker's room. No matter how adventurous they got, this was not the place for it.
Worse yet, her father was in the next room, and any loud noises would definitely wake him up.
Preston was staring at her like a starving predator fixated on its trapped prey.
Truth be told, she quite enjoyed that aggressive, consuming gaze.
"Not scared!" she replied, putting up a brave front.
"Oh?"
He arched an eyebrow, slowly lowering his weight onto her.
His sensual lips acted as the perfect bait, inching closer and closer, deliberately trying to shatter her composure.
Just as their bodies were about to completely mold together, she whispered,
"I trust you wouldn't just satisfy yourself and leave me in an embarrassing situation."
She said it casually, but her eyes were entirely serious.
The next second, his lips met hers.
But it was just a feather-light peck.
He gently stroked her hair.
"Call me your husband, and I'll let you go."
His deep, magnetic voice rasped against her ear, sending her body temperature skyrocketing. Her cheeks were definitely burning red.
The heavy, muscular frame pressing down on her was scorching hot, radiating feverish heat.
She could tell he was suppressing a massive amount of desire.
She also knew perfectly well that whether she called him her husband or not, he wasn't going to cross the line.
If he had truly intended to take her here, he wouldn't have settled for a simple peck.
He was holding back strictly because he was terrified of losing control.
Her sweet, earnest voice sent his heart hammering against his ribs.
Melanie clearly saw the intense emotional shockwave ripple through his dark eyes.
She blinked in surprise.
Did calling him her husband really affect him that much?
They basically acted like an old married couple already...
She tried to rationalize it, but the massive smile spreading across her face betrayed her own delight.
They spent the rest of the night intimately tangled together in that small room.
The next day, Preston stayed by Nathaniel's side as usual.
And Melanie returned to the corporate battlefield to clean up the mess.
This routine continued for a few more days.
Everett knew she was stressed about the company, but he didn't want to get in her way or waste her time, so he only sent her occasional texts to check in.
Today, while sitting in her office, Melanie received a sudden call from Bryant.

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