“Say "I do" to Horace, and I'll turn your wedding suite into our scene. That's a promise.”
That sick pervert!
I was agitated, gritting my teeth. I wanted to see how many messages he had sent me after I blocked him, and what they said.
Suddenly, he nuzzled my neck, his hand casually falling on my wrist. I froze instantly, not daring to move.
After he settled down, I breathed a sigh of relief but didn't dare to look at the phone any longer for fear of being caught. I put the phone back where I found it on his nightstand.
The next day.
The entire mansion was spotless, showing no trace of yesterday’s mess. The floors and sofa were clean.
The scent of breakfast wafted through the hall.
As I came downstairs, several housekeepers greeted me warmly. “Good morning, Mrs. Lancaster.”
My eyes darkened slightly. I hadn't realized Steven had hired staff. Was he planning on living here long-term?
Was he really going to try and build a life with me? That was a far more complex and heartfelt endeavor than simply sleeping together.
“Where’s Steven?”
Just as the words left my mouth, Steven walked in through the front door. He was dressed in simple casual wear. He looked up, his eyes fixing on me as he asked calmly, “Looking for me?”
I walked down the stairs. “I left in such a hurry yesterday, I didn’t bring my phone. I want to go back and get it today.”
Steven’s long, lean legs brought him toward me. “I’ll buy you a new one.”
“No, thanks. The one I have is practically new. I don’t want to replace it.”
Steven glanced at me but didn’t push the issue.
“I’ll drive you.”
“Fine.”
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