Chapter 172
Hearing Ashton’s worried voice outside the private room, Yvette instinctively wanted to leave. But Wilson held her even tighter, his large hand wickedly rubbing her slender waist.
“Do you think your fiancé will be angry if he sees us like this?”
Upon hearing this, Yvette finally understood why he acted so strangely today. He had mistakenly assumed Ashton was her fiancé. That was also why he lost control of himself.
n’t help but
As she thought about that forceful and domineering kiss earlier, Yvette’s ears reddened. The stinging sensation on her lips reminded her of what that kiss felt like.
Outside the private room, Ashton’s increasingly anxious calls rang. Yvette could only lift her beautiful eyes and stared at Wilson. “Let me go first,” she says.
She tried to shake off the man’s grip, but Wilson only tightened his hold on her waist. His mesmerizing eyes filled with possessiveness.
“I won’t let you go to him,” he said.
Yvette sighed deeply, frowning at him.
Wilson lowered his gaze, staring intently at her with those captivating eyes, making it impossible for her to look away.
“You’ve seen everything and touched everything. You have to take responsibility,” he whispered.
“Not everything. It was only your abs! Yvette retorted. When she realized what she had just said, her face flushed a deep red.
“Oh.” Hearing this, Wilson chuckled. His deep, magnetic voice tinged with amusement. “It seems that my Yvie hadn’t touched enough yesterday.”
With those words, Wilson’s deft fingers moved to his tightly knotted tie and pulled it loose. His collar became slack, revealing a handsome collarbone. And the cold air around him vanished, replaced by a roguish charm.
His deep, magnetic voice was seductive and intoxicating, making her heart race and her face flush.
“Today, I will let you touch me all over. You’ll have to take responsibility once you’re satisfied,” he teased.
This womanizer had come into play again!
Yvette felt the heat on her face intensify. She reached to cover his mouth, silencing him from saying more outrageous things.
“Are you shy, Yvie dear?” Wilson’s deep, magnetic voice carried even more amusement. Seeing Yvette’s ears turn red with embarrassment caused his affection for her to deepen.
He didn’t v
I want to push her too hard and scare her away.
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