The Rose He Showed Off Is Putting Down Roots in a Garden of Her Own novel Chapter 175

The towel was suddenly stripped away, startling Elara, but she was relieved to see he was still wrapped in his.

Zane captured her lips, kissing her with an intense, ravishing hunger.

He demanded a response—not just from her mouth. He grabbed her wrist, and the moment she realized what he wanted her to do, she tried to yank her hand back.

"Just use your hand for now," Zane murmured, making a show of reaching for his own towel. Elara instantly surrendered, knowing he hadn't put on protection yet.

Zane suppressed a smirk. He leaned in, his breath hot against her ear as his voice dropped to a gravelly whisper. "Pleasure is a two-way street. I need you right now."

Though Elara was reluctant, he was the VIP client holding the fate of her company. She decided to treat it like providing a premium service.

Zane genuinely believed they were lost in a haze of pure romance and deep affection.

Unfortunately, Elara was solely focused on giving her corporate benefactor a satisfying experience. Of course, she still found her own release in the process.

Zane shifted to give her room, and Elara reached out...

He could feel the arm wrapped around her waist trembling slightly.

It was just a hand, so why did hers feel so entirely different?

The night was quiet. Beyond the massive floor-to-ceiling windows on the seventeenth floor, the city lights sparkled, and cars flowed endlessly across the overpass.

Her soft gasps shattered into the dim, amber lighting of the room.

The discarded towel floated in the water. On the ledge sat a pair of intertwined decorative bonsai trees. In the intoxicating haze of the night, splashing water hit the leaves, making them tremble...

The water crashed harder, and the branches shook violently...

It wasn't until she collapsed limply against his chest, her throat completely raw, that she managed to push the words out. "Mr. Whitaker, please..."

"Did you enjoy it?" he asked softly.

"Yeah..." she breathed out, completely spent.

He was highly satisfied too. The water splashed even more intensely...

Zane lay back against the tub, with Elara resting her head on his shoulder. Holding her close, he finally understood the power of a honey trap.

If he were the target of a beauty like her, he wouldn't stand a chance!

He would gladly hand over his life for her, let alone a corporate investment.

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