Tangled Temptations novel Chapter 323

Despite his hectic schedule, Brett made the choice to stay back in Peterborough with Eloise.

Thanks to his connections, Donny managed to secure a small office space. Though it was small, it had all the essentials. This was where Brett conducted his business, with his bodyguards standing guard outside. Donny, on the other hand, was always on the move, coming and going from various locations.

The following day, Harvey rushed back from Britain. He was travel-weary and filled with guilt.

At the entrance of the ICU, Brett got into a physical altercation with him. Even though Harvey didn’t fight back, Brett’s hand was still slightly red and swollen.

As Donny applied ointment to Brett’s hand, he couldn’t help but make a cheeky remark, “You really should watch your temper at your age!”

Brett's anger resurfaced, “I don’t think I hit him hard enough! That bastard, I could kill him!”

While they were talking, there was a commotion at the door.

Donny went to check and returned with Orlena. He was tactful enough to excuse himself.

Orlena took a few steps forward, hesitant to get too close.

Brett casually took out a cigarette, lit it and asked in a soft voice, "What brings you here?"

She raised the ointment in her hand, "I came to apply your medicine!"

In truth, Brett had already applied the medication, but he didn’t mind her doing it again.

In the cramped space of the couch, she sat next to him, carefully applying the ointment to his hand as he slowly smoked his cigarette, watching her. Her face was as smooth as silk, her eyelashes long and thick.

Brett casually asked, “Isn’t that boy good? Why didn’t you stay with him?”

She was taken aback, before she understood what he was referring to. She took a light breath, "I don't really like him!"

As she finished, she released his hand and softly said, “All done!”

She tried to leave, but he grabbed her, forcing her to sit back down. Maybe it was her imagination, but she felt like she was getting too close, close enough to smell the faint scent of tobacco on him.

Brett’s gaze was instense.

His handsome fingers lightly traced her lips. She couldn’t help but tremble, calling out his name in a helpless tone.

Brett leaned in, pressing his forehead against hers and murmured, “Why are you here? Are you here to atone for your brother's sins, or can you not suppress your own feelings, or are you attracted to a man more than ten years your senior? Tell me, what do you want from me?”

His directness made her feel ashamed. She couldn't respond, but Brett wasn’t looking for her answer.

He kissed her.

Just like the last time, he gently pressed her against his chest, tenderly kissing her lips to make her relax, then gently explored, tasting her over and over again.

She felt uneasy, wanting to struggle, but he held her waist tightly, and before she knew it, she was sitting on his lap.

He kissed her with such gentleness and dominance, her mind went blank. All she could do was hold onto him tightly, but after a while she slid down to embrace his back.

She left his room feeling weak in her knees, not knowing why he treated her like this.

After that, she started avoiding him. Occasionally, when they ran into each other in the hospital, she would pretend not to see him, and Brett wouldn’t call out to her, he would just turn and walk away.

Brett watched her retreating figure, lost in thought.

Donny chuckled, “You must have upset her!”

Brett slipped his hands into his pockets, thinking about their kiss. The way she nestled in his arms like a kitten, biting him lightly in annoyance but hitting the wrong spot, making him uncomfortable.

He knew he desired her. When dealing with Eloise's issues, he couldn't help but think about his relationship with her.

He wondered if there was a possibility. Among countless impossibilities, he was looking for one possibility.

Before Brett could find his way, Harvey made a significant decision. He secretly sent Linda to the lab and decided to set Eloise free.

Brett slapped Harvey twice, but he couldn’t bring himself to hit him again, knowing how hard this decision must have been for Harvey.

The night Linda was sent away, Brett drank heavily. Donny tried to persuade him to stop but to no avail. In the end, he had to ask Orlena to intervene, “Mr. Brett has an important meeting tomorrow morning. He must maintain his composure!”

After much pleading, Orlena finally agreed.

Donny opened the door for her but didn’t go in, whispering, “I’ll be right outside!”

The small room was dimly lit. It took her a while to adjust to the darkness. Brett was leaning against the couch, several bottles of red wine in front of him. He looked up at her when he heard the footstep, then poured himself another glass.

“No moredrinking!” She approached him, holding his hand to prevent him from reaching for the bottle again.

Brett watched her silently, his eyes bloodshot. After a while, he finally spoke, “Leave!”

Orlena refused. She knelt on the carpet, gathering all the bottles of wine. As she did this, she seemed like a child playing house. It was somewhat childish.

Despite being drunk, Brett knew she was no longer a child. In fact, she was a mature woman.

He gently pulled her towards him, examining her closely.