Chapter 12： Go to See Vito

Suzanne froze like a bolt from the blue. She held her phone to check if she had dialed the wrong number. How could there be a woman in Vito's house?

Was it a secretary or a servant?

Suzanne placed the phone next to her ear. "May I speak to Vito?"

She lowered her voice and strained her heart to listen to the movement on the other side of the phone.

The strange woman's breathing fell on the microphone. Suddenly, there was a rustling sound on the other side as if she was tidying up something.

"He's taking a shower. Leave your name and contact information. I'll tell him later."

The woman's pleasant voice is filled with a little laziness and casualness, which sounded like she was the hostess!

“…”

"Little Suzanne, it's not your style to be in a daze at work!"

Raising her head, Suzanne saw Nancy's smiling face. "Do you miss your boyfriend so much that you can't focus on your work?"

Suzanne blinked and immediately thought of a handsome face, which was seemingly carved out of ice. She also thought of the arrogant attitude of the woman on the phone. Her heart began to beat faster.

She abruptly hung up the phone and picked up her bag. At the same time, she greeted Nancy, "Nancy, I have got something to deal with. I'm leaving first."

Suddenly, the phone was hung up. The woman in the bedroom slowly put down her slender hand and stared at the phone screen for a long while before reading out the last name on the screen. "Reid."

Just a single word "Reid"! There wasn't even a name?

"What's wrong?" The sound of water in the bathroom suddenly disappeared. The door opened with a splash, and a man wrapped in a bath towel came out of the bathroom. His wet black hair was still dripping, sliding along his strong chest and abs.

The robust figure was partly hidden and partly visible in the mist. He only paused to have a look at the woman who was thoughtful beside the bed before walking to the cabinet and casually picking up the towel on the couch to dry his hair!

Hearing the sound behind her, the woman's hand trembled slightly, but she put down the phone as soon as possible and said nonchalantly, "It's nothing. It's just a garbage message. I've already deleted it for you."

Turning around, her thin red lips curved into an enchanting smile. The woman stepped on the soft carpet under her feet and jumped behind Vito step by step as if she were taking a dance. She reached out and wrapped her arms around his waist. "I'll spend tonight with you, may I?"

Her words were full of meaning, mixed with a little test, but her slender fingers could not help groping around the man's waist and abdomen. Bit by bit, she gently caressed Vito's wheat-colored skin, making Vito numb overall.

Vito trembled slightly, and in the end, he grabbed the woman's delicate hand and pulled her gently into his arms.

……

After coming out of the radio station, Suzanne made a phone call to Vito's company front desk, but the staff at the front desk informed her that Vito was on leave today.

Suzanne took out her phone again and dialed the number.

"Sorry, the subscriber you dialed is powered off……" The beautiful female voice on the other end of the line made Suzanne frown and her eyes involuntarily fill with anxiety.

She casually threw her phone in the passenger seat, started the engine, and headed straight for Vito's private apartment in the suburbs.

Wearing a beige pair of high heels, she walked all the way to the door of the room in fine rain. Suzanne took out the spare key from her handbag.

Before she inserted the key into the lock, she stopped herself!

She came here on a whim this time and did not tell Vito in advance. It seemed as if she was inspecting something. If Vito knew about it, would he be angry?

But……

Just as she was about to take the key away, Suzanne thought of the female voice on the phone. The tone of the voice made her feel very uncomfortable.

From time to time, Vito would ask his secretary to come to his place to help him sort out some documents.

It must be a misunderstanding.

Suzanne took a deep breath, clenched the key, and inserted it into the keyhole.

As the door was twisted, she heard the sound of metal colliding.

The door opened and the sweet smell of perfume wafted into her nose, heavily wounding her senses like poison.

Suzanne suddenly opened the door and saw the dimly lit hall. It was quiet inside. It seemed that no one was there.

"Vito, are you there?"

Suzanne looked at the stairs to the second floor and shouted, hoping to attract Vito's attention.

The woman received a call from Vito's house, which proved that there was definitely someone in the house!

After waiting for a few seconds, there was still no answer in the house.

Suzanne took off her high heels, held them, and walked barefoot to the second floor.

Vito's room was over there.

"You little bastard. Slow down. It hurts."