Callum ignored her vigorous protests, though. Walking straight up the stairs, he said without the slightest change in his countenance, “I already made a deal with your boss, so you only have to serve me this month.”
“You jerk!”
Elspeth struggled to free herself from his embrace, only to be pressed firmly to his chest again by his large hand. A faint scent greeted her; it was the scent of the perfume he often used.
“Either you be quiet and go upstairs with me, or I’ll knock you out and carry you upstairs. It’s up to you.”
Uh, the former sounds more reasonable, thought Elspeth. With that, she immediately quieted down, nestling in his arms like a good girl.
Carrying her all the way upstairs to the third floor, Callum turned to the room on the far left, pushing the door open to reveal a luxuriously furnished room. Then, he mercilessly flung her onto the bed, causing her to be enveloped at once by its softness.
Elspeth knew the room only too well. It was a VIP room, available only to those spending at least 150,000. She asked sourly, “Why are you so familiar with this place? Could you be a regular here?”
Instead of answering her questions, the man simply tossed a towel onto her. “Go wash your face. I’ve got some clothes prepared for you in the bathroom.”
Elspeth felt somewhat irritable as she watched him standing aside, ordering her around. “Why do I have to?”
Callum replied, “Because I don’t want to see you standing in front of me in such clothing with such makeup on.” For some reason, it irked him to see her dressed scantily with heavy makeup on.
“You’re so fussy.”
Callum silenced her with a sideways glare. “If you won’t take a shower, I’ll bathe you instead,” he said. Then, seeing that she was still standing there in a daze without moving, he bent down at once, touching her with his right foot while caressing her face with his fingers. “Are you gonna take a shower or not?”
Elspeth was reluctant, but she feared that he would really drag her into the bathroom and bathe her himself. Having no alternative, she had no choice but to push him away. Then, she grabbed the towel and entered the bathroom.
Callum stood outside listening to the sound of the shower from the bathroom. Looking at the signs of a struggle on the bed, he went into a meditative mood.
Elspeth removed all traces of makeup from her face before coming out wrapped only in a bath towel. The instant she came out, a dark glint flitted across Callum’s eyes.
Having just emerged from a shower, the lady looked refreshingly beautiful, and her skin was incredibly tender. Toweling her hair, which was still dripping at the tips, she asked with a frown, “Where are the clothes you prepared for me? I didn’t see them.”
Callum’s Adam’s apple bobbed up and down as his eyes rested upon her without him knowing. “I ordered my assistant to pick them up, but he probably has yet to come back.”
Elspeth hadn’t a clue that she was like a little white rabbit throwing itself into the jaws of a predator right now. Her exposed skin was fair, tender, and smooth, the temptation of which no normal man could withstand, let alone Callum, who had repressed his feelings for a long time.
As he stepped closer and closer toward her, she finally detected a hint of danger. Something is very wrong with Callum right now. She took a few steps backward, keeping a safe distance between them as much as possible. “Callum, how about you get out for now? I think it’s quite inconvenient for the two of us to be alone. Men and women aren’t supposed to get too close together, you know.”
Her suggestion was merely a joke to Callum, though. “Men and women aren’t supposed to get too close together when they’re unrelated, but we are a couple.” He had never been as seductively charming as he was today; his deep voice was dripping with lust.
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