Tyrone's deep voice carried a hint of dominance. It was incredibly pleasant to hear.Heather was taken aback, her thick eyelashes fluttering slightly. She replied in a calm tone, "I don't know what you're talking about. I'm not avoiding you.""You intentionally sent Ms. Jenkins to deliver documents for me. Isn't that avoiding me? Do you think I'd believe your excuse of being too busy?"Not only had she not delivered the document, but she had also been actively avoiding him that night, steering clear of any physical contact.Heather was somewhat puzzled. He had deliberately pulled her into the room just to talk about this?"I really was too busy. I'm not avoiding you," Heather stubbornly insisted.Yet, Tyrone didn't hold back from exposing her. "You slept with me, so now you're shy and don't dare to see me?"He paused and smirked. "When we were in bed, you didn't seem shy like this."In truth, she had been quite shy in bed at the beginning, not daring to look at him. Later, she
Caught off guard, Tyrone stumbled a step back from the push, causing him to hit the wall hard. He frowned and grunted.When he looked up, Heather was already gone.Inside the private room, Leonard and Seth were in conversation. They paused when they saw Heather rush in.Meanwhile, Siena was taking small bites of a slice of melon. When she noticed Heather's swollen lips, she flashed a meaningful smile.She teased, "You're finally back, Hattie. Come over. Let's eat some fruit together.""I'm sorry. I have something else to do. You guys enjoy yourselves." Heather hurriedly grabbed her bag and left."What happened? Hattie seemed perfectly fine earlier."Siena was puzzled, turning to Leonard beside her. "I think something's not right with her. Could Tyrone have bullied her?"While flirting with the woman beside him, Seth said with a smirk, "Don't worry. Ty has taken a liking to her now. He wouldn't bully her."Upon hearing him say "taken a liking", Siena frowned disapprovingly. It
"What do you mean?" Heather asked."I'll tell you what I mean somewhere else," Tyrone replied sharply before striding downstairs.His large hand tightly gripped Heather's slender wrist as he strode with long strides. Heather was pulled along, and she almost had to jog to keep up with his pace."Where are you taking me? Let go of me, Mr. Elkin! Mr. Elkin!"With wary eyes, Heather glared coldly at Tyrone's back. She struggled with all her might but still couldn't break free.She didn't understand what Tyrone was up to. Hadn't they agreed that it was just for that one night? Why was he still bothering her?Tyrone completely ignored her as he strode forward with long steps. He gripped her wrist tightly, keeping it firmly in his grasp.Soon, they reached the ground-floor lobby, where dim lighting and pounding music enveloped them."Tyrone Elkin, let go of me, or I'll call the police!"The growing sense of unease in Heather's heart overwhelmed her, prompting her to angrily call out
In the booth, Craig drank one glass after another. Beside him, Selena clung to his arm with a concerned expression. "Craig, stop drinking. You'll get drunk if you keep going.""Why did you force me to get married? Why... Do I not even have the right to drink? Hattie..."Craig pushed Selena away, tilting his head back to take a large gulp of alcohol. Under the dazzling lights, his gentle face looked desolate.All he could think of was Heather—the Heather who used to be coy with him, who used to smile at him, who said she no longer wanted him...His Hattie didn't want him anymore.That thought cut through his heart like a knife.As his glass emptied, Craig reached for the bottle on the table. His gaze flickered, and suddenly he saw a figure that looked just like Heather flash by. His entire body shook at once.But when he looked again, all he saw were men and women dancing on the dance floor. There was no sign of Heather.Yet, that woman's profile resembled Heather's too much. Th
Tyrone had switched to a Lamborghini today. The interior of the car wasn't particularly spacious.In the driver's seat, Tyrone held Heather in his arms. He pressed her soft body against the steering wheel and kissed her deeply.The quiet car was filled only with their amorous kissing sounds and occasional whimpering from Heather.Trapped in Tyrone's embrace, Heather had her hand pressed against his chest. Behind her was the hard steering wheel, and in front of her was his solid, warm chest. Her entire being was enveloped in his presence.Her lips hurt so much. She wished he could let go of her then and there.Yet. her lips were sealed shut, making her unable to speak. She felt like she was suffocating. Realizing that Tyrone wouldn't let her go, in her desperation, she suddenly bit down hard."Ugh!" Tyrone grunted with a frown.A taste of blood spread between their lips. His kissing paused for a few seconds, then suddenly intensified.The kiss, mixed with alcohol and the taste o
A man in a high position like Tyrone knew how to manipulate others by adeptly seizing the person's weakness.He had actually used Whitney to threaten Heather! Her face changed. "You can't do this. Whitney is very ill. If you send her back to prison, she'll die!""It's you who put her in that danger." Tyrone shifted the blame.He didn't care about anyone's life. He only cared about his interests, and he would stop at nothing to achieve his goals.Heather was at her wit's end. She hadn't expected to provoke him. "Why me?"She didn't understand. With Tyrone's status, he could have any woman he wanted. Why did he have to make things difficult for her?Why her?Tyrone gazed at the petite face of the woman in his arms. Her watery eyes, looking at him, were so clear and innocent.They made him want to shatter her.Her eyes were too captivating, and the taste of her body was irresistible to him.Tyrone pinched her chin with his slender fingers. As he looked at her, his gaze was fille
Shocked, Greg raised an eyebrow slightly. "How do you know I'm related to Tyrone?"Heather replied, "He's the only person of your stature that I know, so I guessed you wanted to see me because of him. Am I right?'"Greg looked at her and gradually smiled. "You're quite clever. I'm Greg Elkin, his brother."Heather was somewhat surprised.She had guessed that Greg was associated with the Elkin family, but she hadn't expected him to be the second son of the Elkin family. The fact that he was disabled shocked her even more.What did he want with her?Heather composed herself and asked, "Why did you want to see me?"Greg didn't beat around the bush. He placed a small white bottle in front of her. "The pills in here dissolve in water. Find an opportunity to put this into Tyrone's drink and make him drink it. And this is for you."He pushed a check toward her.Looking at the check, Heather saw a series of zeros, and her pupils contracted. She then looked back at the bottle. "May I k
Caleb understood that Tyrone was referring to Heather. His eyes flashed with astonishment.Tyrone actually viewed Heather as his pet. Despite knowing that she might pose a threat, he still wanted to keep her and train her?A dark glint flickered in Tyrone's eyes. He dropped the pen, picked up his suit jacket, and strode toward the door with long strides.Caleb followed closely behind. "Where are you going, Mr. Elkin?""To her place," Tyrone replied without looking back.Caleb's face changed drastically at his words. He hurriedly stepped forward to stop Tyrone and said seriously, "Mr. Elkin, Heather is very dangerous to you now. You can't risk approaching her again.""Move," Tyrone said calmly."Mr. Elkin!""What? Are you not listening to my orders anymore?" Tyrone's eyes suddenly took on a dangerous, intimidating look.Tyrone had already decided to go see Heather, and Caleb knew he couldn't stop him. He could only reluctantly step aside.Tyrone's face remained emotionless as