Chapter Ninety Eight

LEONARD’S POV:

The line was breaking. I couldn’t hear what she was saying, but she sounded urgent before the call dropped.

I tried her number again, but it didn’t connect. I kept trying, but each attempt failed. Fear gnawed at me as I thought about what might have happened to her.

Immediately, I grabbed my laptop, which I had been working on, and started moving toward the garage.

“Where are you headed?” my assistant asked.

“I need to be somewhere right now,” I said firmly, my tone leaving no room for objections.

But he didn’t back down. “This project expires in 17 hours. We can’t afford to lose it. If you just stay, we can finish it.”

I understood his concern, but Evelyn was my priority. I dialed her number again, one last time. It still didn’t connect.

Cursing under my breath, I ignored my assistant, jumped into my car, and turned on the ignition. As I sped down the road, my thoughts spiraled. I hoped nothing had happened to her.

I soon pulled up at her house. Grabbing my laptop, I hurried to her door and knocked. There was no answer. My heart raced as I knocked again and again.

Fear clawed at me until I finally heard footsteps approaching. The door opened, and there she was.

“Evelyn, what happened to you?” I asked, my heart sinking as I took in her disheveled state. She looked terrible—messy and drained.

I stepped inside and pulled her into my arms despite her resistance.

“Have you been too busy even for me?” she asked bitterly. “Considering my situation, you left me yesterday. Do you expect me to be alright?”

Her words hit me hard, a painful reminder of how much time I had been dedicating to work.

“I’m sorry, babe. It’s just…” I tried to explain, but the words wouldn’t come.

“It’s obvious you don’t care. Why didn’t you take your calls? Leonard, have you even been faithful?” Her voice cut through me, sharp with anger and doubt.

Anger flared in me, not at her but at the situation. How could she think I’d be unfaithful? I stepped closer and held her gaze. “I’m sorry, Evelyn. It’s not what you think.”

After what felt like an eternity of explaining and reassuring, she finally softened and listened to me.

“I’m sorry for putting you through so much worry,” she said sincerely.

“It’s nothing,” I assured her. I was just relieved she was okay.

I got to work on my laptop, sending the completed project to my assistant after several hours. When he confirmed the submission, I finally relaxed.

Heading upstairs, I found Evelyn sound asleep. She wore sexy lingerie that accentuated her curves. I couldn’t take my eyes off her. I walked closer and kissed her cheek, then her tummy, rubbing it gently.

She stirred, stretched, and went back to sleep.

I went to take a bath, but thoughts of her beautiful body clouded my mind. My arousal became harder to ignore as my body responded to the imagery. I struggled to control myself but managed to finish my bath and leave the bathroom.

Sliding into bed, I cupped her in my hands. She adjusted, fitting perfectly against me.

“Babe?” she murmured softly.

“You’re not sleeping?” I asked.

“Of course not. I want you,” she whispered, turning to face me.

Her words sent a jolt through me. She kissed me deeply, her passion igniting mine.

“I missed you,” I groaned, pulling her closer.

Before I knew it, she was tugging at my pants, and soon my hardness was in her mouth.

The sounds of her movements filled the room as she worked me, sending waves of pleasure through my body. My hands tangled in her hair, gently guiding her. The rhythm of her motions changed, driving me closer to the edge.

I stopped her, lifting her in my arms as she wrapped her legs around my waist. Our kiss deepened as I slid a finger into her, feeling her wetness. She gasped, then moaned softly as I moved in and out, teasing her until she was begging for more.

Lifting her slightly, I aligned myself and entered her. The sensation overwhelmed me as she cried out, gripping me tightly.

I carried her to the bed and gently laid her down. She arched her back, positioning herself perfectly. Her soft moans became louder as I moved within her, her body trembling beneath me.

“Oh, Leonard,” she gasped.

“Say my name again,” I growled, consumed by the moment.

As my release built, I quickened my pace. Evelyn’s body trembled violently, and as I reached my climax, she cried out, her release coating me.

“ Damn.” I screamed as I fell into the bed. I stretched my hand and pulled her closer to me, holding onto her like I was about to go inside her body. 

We laid still for a moment, trying to catch our breath.

But exhaustion took over us. 

I woke up the next morning, I was staring at Evelyn’s perfect body, as she laid peacefully on the bed. The rays of the morning sun cast a golden glow on her body. Subconsciously, I stretched my hand and picked up a strand of hair which fell on her face.

And kissed her on her forehead. Her lips curled into a short smile.

“ Good morning my queen.” I greeted her. But she wasn't awake. 

I stood up and walked to the wind, glaring at the beautiful view outside, and my phone started to ring.

I walked to the bedside and picked it up.

“ Good morning, I edited the document and they were sent, we await the review now.” My assistant’s voice came, professionally.

“ Alright.” I said Curtly and ended the call.

My gaze shifted to Evelyn, who was still laying on the bed.She adjusted herself, my call might have woken her up.

And I was right, it did wake her up. I walked to her and placed a kiss on her forehead.

“ Good morning.” She greeted as she yawned.