Lucas' hot breath fell on Aveline's shoulder, his lips trailing kisses across her soft skin. Her earlobes, tender and sensitive, trembled under his onslaught."Lucas, I don't want to..." Aveline's voice was hoarse.Even though her body responded to him, her heart resisted. To her, intimacy was only beautiful when their hearts were in sync. But between her and Lucas, there was a chasm that made touching him feel like touching a porcupine—painful.Lucas' breath was hot, his eyes focused intently on her. "Aveline, are you planning to tease me and then leave me wanting?"Aveline closed her eyes, her lashes trembling. "Give me some time."Lucas scoffed, flipping her over so she lay beneath him. "How much time do you need, hmm? Don't forget, we're married. As my wife, it's your duty to satisfy me!"Those words felt painfully familiar. Aveline's face paled, remembering she had once said the same to him. Now, it was her turn to hear them.Lucas, frustrated, kissed her fiercely. The intensity m
Hoping to forge a beneficial connection, these companies were eager to bring their projects to the studio. They were betting that Aveline had a genuine relationship with Lucas, which could earn them favor and be highly advantageous for their own businesses.Aveline remained composed, saying, "If we have projects, then let's work on them."Maria smiled. "Looks like you're our studio's lucky charm. I'll make sure to invite you to all such events from now on."Aveline smiled back. "But we might not always run into Desmond."Maria's eyes sparkled. "No worries, your presence alone is enough."Aveline didn't say more and returned to her workstation, diving into her tasks. The initial drafts she had submitted had already been approved, and the clients were arranging to visit the studio to discuss contracts.Aveline became extremely busy and hadn't seen Lucas for an entire week. Their argument that night had further strained their already fragile relationship.Selena finally managed to arrange
In the private room, Lucas and Judy were seated across from each other.As Selena barged in, Lucas' expression grew colder.Judy asked in confusion, "Miss, who are you?"Selena sneered. "I'm here to catch a cheater."Judy's expression darkened. "Miss, please don't speak nonsense. I'm just a friend of Lucas.""You even addressed him so intimately, do you know he's married?" Selena didn't care if they were friends or not. She didn't like Lucas, and by extension, disliked anyone around him.Judy tried to say something more, but Lucas cut her off, "Throw her out."A bodyguard appeared seemingly out of nowhere, grabbing Selena and escorting her out.Aveline stepped forward, saying, "Selena, let's go home."Throughout the whole ordeal, she didn't spare a glance at Lucas or Judy.Selena, seeing Aveline's calm demeanor, felt frustrated but didn't dare say more. She knew she had been too rash, and Aveline always had to clean up her mess.She was just angry that Lucas wouldn’t let Aveline go but
Aveline's expression stiffened.Selena exploded, "What's her problem? She just walked up and grabbed Ave's hand! Who does she think she is? Ave doesn't even know her!"Judy's tears fell as she cried out, "Lucas, it hurts so much..."Lucas's face darkened. He called for the bodyguard, "Take Miss Thompson to the hospital."The bodyguard stepped forward, scooping Judy up and quickly heading outside.Judy didn't resist, but a hint of coldness appeared in her lowered eyes.Lucas looked at Aveline. "You're coming with me to the hospital."Selena, like a protective mother, shielded Aveline, "What for? This has nothing to do with Ave!"Lucas' eyes grew colder as he stared at Selena, his gaze filled with a hint of menace.Selena felt a chill down her spine like someone had their hands around her neck.Aveline pulled Selena behind her and said, "You should go back first."Selena hesitated. "But..."Aveline gave her a gentle smile. "This has nothing to do with me, so I'll be fine."Selena sighed.
Judy got into the car and left.Lucas turned to Aveline, his expression growing cold. "Don't you have anything to say?"Aveline's expression remained indifferent. "Say what? Apologize to her?"A cold smile appeared on her face.Lucas found her expression extremely irritating, his sharp brows furrowing as the temperature around him seemed to drop several degrees."Aveline, she's a partner of the DK Group. You're my wife. If you hurt her, it's as if I hurt her. How do you think we should resolve this?" Lucas said gravely."I didn't hurt her. She grabbed me, and I just shook her off," Aveline replied, frowning. "Lucas, if you insist on believing I did it on purpose, I have nothing to say. But apologizing to her is out of the question."Her attitude was cold, and her gaze at Lucas grew colder. After speaking, she turned and walked away.He stared at her back, his eyes growing darker.They hadn't seen each other for a week, and not only did she not greet him, but now she wouldn't even look
Xander quickly finished expressing his views and then asked, "Miss Young, what do you think?"Aveline nodded. "I'll integrate these ideas into the design plans and send them to you for review."Xander nodded. "Alright."Aveline stood up. "In that case, I'll take my leave. I don't want to disturb you further."However, Xander grabbed her arm and said, "Miss Young, don't rush off. Since you're here, have a drink before you go.""Yeah, yeah, Miss Young, you're so beautiful, and your work must be excellent too, right?""Come on, have a drink. In the future, when we buy land, we'll have Miss Young do the designs!"Others joined in, urging her.Aveline's smile faded slightly, but she still said, "I'm sorry, I need to go back and revise the plans."Xander, however, didn't let go, pulling her to sit among the group. "Miss Young, don't be in such a hurry. Have a couple of drinks before you leave."Aveline was forced to sit among the crowd, and someone immediately reached out to hold her waist.
Faintly, it seemed like someone was crying for help."Hmm? Did you hear something?" Aaron asked Lucas, looking puzzled.Lucas' expression remained indifferent. "No."Aaron shrugged. "Maybe I heard wrong. Let's go."Lucas didn't respond, lowering his gaze as he and Aaron entered the private room.Aveline kept shouting for help, but no one came to her rescue. Despair appeared on her face as she was forced to drink more."Bang!"At that moment, someone burst into the room and, seeing the scene, shouted, "I've called the police!"The men turned pale upon hearing this."Damn it, where did this meddling brat come from?""Get lost, or we'll kill you!"The intruder was a young man wearing the uniform of No. 9 Mansion. His face, though handsome, showed some nervousness, but he didn't leave."I... I called the police. If you don't let her go, the police will be here soon!"No matter how arrogant these men were, they didn't dare challenge the police. Their expressions soured, but they released Av
An icy chill enveloped Aveline, leaving her sluggish yet alert."Who... who are you?"She struggled, but the grip on her arm was like an iron clamp, causing her pain."It hurts!"Aveline cried out in pain, struggling even more fiercely."Who are you? Let her go!"Sidney, seeing this, immediately stepped forward to push Lucas away.Lucas' handsome, sharp face was ice-cold. He looked at Aveline, who was clearly drunk, her eyes unfocused, her clothes half-wet, looking both pure and alluring.She dared to come here and drink?And made herself look so disheveled?And there she was, cuddling up to some guy - it's so inappropriate!She had some nerve!Lucas gripped Aveline tightly, his deep, magnetic voice devoid of warmth as he asked, "Aveline, take a good look at who I am!"He pinched her face, forcing her to look up at him.Sidney became even more worried upon seeing this and looked at Lucas with increased vigilance. "Sir, she doesn't know you at all. Don't treat her like this, or I'll cal
Jolie stirred, her eyes fluttering open in the dimly lit cabin. The sharp, handsome features of the man before her were so close that she could feel the warmth of his breath. His lips, carrying his familiar scent, gently traced hers, as if torn between waking her and letting her sleep. Her breath hitched, a brief moment of confusion washing over her. Gavin noticed and, in response, pressed a firm kiss to her lips. "Did I wake you?" "You did that on purpose," Jolie replied, her voice soft and husky from sleep. "Mm." Gavin didn’t deny it, his tone unapologetic as he leaned down to kiss her again. Still groggy, Jolie found herself caught off guard, his lips capturing hers with a growing intensity. By the time she realized what was happening, he had deepened the kiss, his tongue teasing and tangling with hers in an intoxicating rhythm. Her breath quickened, and she instinctively pushed against him. Gavin pulled back, only to trail kisses along her cheek and down her neck, his
The night air was cool, a gentle breeze slipping through the car window and lifting the strands of hair framing her face. They fluttered across her vision, briefly distracting her, yet she could still clearly see his eyes. At that moment, the unease and uncertainty stirring in her chest melted away, replaced by an inexplicable sense of calm. It felt as though there was nothing he couldn’t handle. As long as he wanted to. Jolie smiled softly and said, "Alright." When they arrived at the private airstrip, the captain came forward to exchange a few words with Gavin. Standing nearby, Jolie watched and couldn’t resist asking, "How long will you be staying?" Gavin glanced at her. "How long do you want me to stay?" The overly intimate tone of his words, spoken with such casual ease, caught her off guard. Her cheeks flushed immediately—especially since there were others around to hear it. Lowering her gaze shyly, she murmured, "You can stay as long as you want." She turned he
Gavin looked at her, his gaze steady, and replied in a calm voice, "You’ve got the leverage to do it." Oh... Jolie’s heart skipped a beat, her pulse momentarily thrown off rhythm. What was this feeling? It was as if someone was spoiling her, cherishing her unconditionally. Even though it was just a simple conversation, it carried a warmth she couldn’t ignore. For a moment, she realized that what she once thought was affection and care had been nothing but an illusion. A smile unconsciously curved on her lips as her eyes lit up. "Does this mean I can walk around Larbor City like I own the place?" Gavin raised an eyebrow. "Are you a crab?" Jolie burst into laughter, her mood instantly lifted by his quick-witted remark. Her earlier irritation dissipated, replaced by lightheartedness. Whether or not he meant it, the fact that he sided with her made her happy. "I’m full. Should we head out?" she asked, her appetite long gone after everything that had happened earlier.
The girl stared in disbelief, her hands clutching her face. "You hit me?" Jolie blinked innocently at her. "Weren’t you the one insisting I hit you earlier? I just gave you another slap to match your story. You should be used to it by now." "Jolie Quin!" Ian had reached his limit, his voice full of anger as he glared at her. "Apologize to her!" Jolie glanced at him, her expression calm but icy. "Get lost." She had thought he might be reasonable, but clearly, he was blinded by infatuation. She had no patience to deal with him any longer and turned to leave. Before she could take a step, Ian grabbed her arm roughly. "Jolie, you’re not leaving without apologizing! I don’t think I’ve ever wronged you, have I? We used to get along just fine, didn’t we?" "Let go," Jolie said, her brows knitting in disgust. She hated being touched, especially by someone she considered beneath her. Ian tightened his grip, his hand digging into her arm hard enough to cause pain. "Jolie, yo
Jolie was completely baffled, a string of question marks running through her mind. But when the girl suddenly dropped to her knees, it genuinely startled her.She quickly reached out to help her up. "Get up first. We can talk properly."Before Jolie could react, the girl grabbed her hand and slapped herself hard across the face with it.Smack!The crisp sound echoed in the quiet hallway, leaving Jolie frozen in shock."Why did you hit me?" The girl, who had just been crying like an innocent damsel in distress, now clutched her face and loudly accused her. "Ian and I are the real couple! You’re the one coming between us. How could you hit me?"Jolie blinked, completely dumbfounded, as the girl’s voice rang out.A few passersby paused, glancing over to witness the commotion.Meanwhile, Ian, who had been waiting and wondering why his girlfriend hadn’t returned, came looking for her. The scene he walked into—his girlfriend on the ground, crying and accusing Jolie—made him stride forward,
The person in the hallway glanced at her briefly but quickly looked away, as though she were a stranger. Jolie’s hand, lifted halfway to wave, stalled in mid-air.What... was that? Gavin noticed her reaction and asked in a low voice, "What’s wrong?" "Nothing," Jolie replied, shaking her head and brushing it off. The man outside was Ian. Pretending not to know her was probably his way of avoiding unnecessary trouble—after all, they had already "broken up." The door to their private room shut completely, and Gavin hadn’t seen Ian or his group. He turned back to her and asked, "Do you come here often?" "Yeah," Jolie nodded. "I come here a lot with friends." So, this was one of her favorite hidden gems. The fact that she was willing to share it with him felt significant somehow. Gavin caught himself lingering on that thought and was momentarily taken aback by his own reaction. He kept his expression neutral, not letting on what had crossed his mind. The food arrived qui
The reason it wasn’t the same was simple—her plan would fall apart if she got caught.Of course, that wasn’t something she could admit.Jolie simply said, "I just don’t want any unnecessary complications. Since you’ve already arranged the flight, let’s just leave directly."Gavin’s dark eyes fixed on her for a moment, but he didn’t press the issue.It was clear she didn’t want to talk about it any further, so he let it drop.When the elevator doors opened, the two of them walked out together. A car was already waiting at the entrance. Gavin, ever the gentleman, opened the door for her.The car pulled away from Cooper Enterprises, and Gavin asked, "What do you want to eat?"Jolie, busy typing on her phone, replied, "I know a good restaurant."It was a cozy place she loved, one she often visited with her friends."Alright," Gavin replied, pulling out his phone to respond to some emails. With his work condensed into such a tight schedule, he seized every spare moment to handle it.Jolie p
Gavin suddenly recalled Wilfried's words, "That girl doesn’t even like you."Lowering his gaze slightly, Gavin pushed the thought aside without explanation, his expression remaining cool and indifferent as he watched her. After Jolie finished looking through the photos, she turned to him and asked, "Why do you have pictures of all these women?" "My father brought them over," Gavin replied. "Oh." Jolie nodded knowingly and didn’t press further. It was easy enough to figure out—the Cooper family obviously wanted him to consider an arranged marriage, so they sent over these photos for him to choose from. She could understand that. In fact, she even helped him look through them, just in case one of these women turned out to be a good match for him. After all, their relationship wasn’t meant to last forever. When he grew tired of her and she had her fun, they’d part ways, and everything would return to normal. As she neatly organized the photos and placed them back on the ta
It was Jolie’s first time visiting Cooper Enterprises, and she couldn’t help but feel a sense of curiosity about the place.No, to be precise, it was her first time stepping into any corporate office. The Quin family also had company, but she had never visited, nor had Daisy or Terence ever asked her to.The private elevator for the CEO was stunningly opulent, its polished surface gleaming like a mirror, perfectly reflecting their images. Jolie’s heart began to race with an inexplicable excitement.The assistant glanced at her and said with a warm smile, "Miss Quin, there’s no need to be nervous. Mr. Cooper will definitely be delighted to see you."Jolie nodded and replied, "I’m not nervous."The elevator moved swiftly, and as they neared the executive office, Jolie adjusted her cap and mask, pulling them snugly to hide her face as much as possible.Meanwhile, near the adjacent employee elevator, Rosalie was holding a stack of files, ready to head downstairs.She froze the moment she s