Trapped in his embrace, Zoe wasn’t sure what to do. He had done so much to her body that she felt conflicted. There was something hidden in her body. She wasn’t exactly sure what it was, but it scared her a lot. It was something she couldn’t admit because it’d be too embarrassing to.She was a healthy lady and she had her needs too. What was worse, the man before her was so stunning and dangerous, in a manner of speaking. She did want to brush him off, but she’d be lying if she denied that she really wanted to do unspeakable things with him at that moment.All it took was a second to free the lady from her inhibitions. He understood this tactic very well. So, he began to grope at her sensually once more. She involuntarily let out a yelp and cried out, “No! I don’t want to do it! Please let me go, Mr. Mason…”The next thing he knew, she was cupping her face and crying. She didn’t even try to cover herself. Instead, she just sat underneath the dim light. There was even a small puddl
Zoe didn’t want to fall into it.Running into her bedroom, she picked up a stack of missing person posters and raced downstairs without putting on a coat. She ran all the way to the streets and started putting them up all over stores. “Please contact Zoe Sanders if you have any clues or information regarding her missing family.”It was raining and she was putting them up like a maniac, as if she could drive Mason out of her mind if she would just keep doing it. However, none of it did anything. She stood in the rain, feeling lost and confused. She couldn’t recall her past, no matter how hard she tried. It was a lost cause.A black Rolls-Royce was parked by the side of a road far away from her. The wipers kept swishing left and right, blurring everything in the car. The man lit a cigarette. There was a red glow at the lit end of it that rose and fell as he smoked. He was looking at her quietly, taking in the look on her face.Eventually, their eyes met each other. Zoe’s fa
Zoe said stubbornly, “That’s none of my concern!”Yanni feigned surprise, “Really? I’ve seen you stealing glances at my dad several times! I dislike people who wouldn’t own up to their feelings, Alice!”Before she could retort, Mason knocked on the coffee table a couple of times and said, “Keep working on your French with Zoe.” With that, he left the study. The door closed, but Zoe could still hear him relaying orders to his servants. He wanted Layla to bring Ramona to the guest room and make her her favorite coffee. He also asked another servant to change the flowers in there to roses because Ramona was allergic to lilies.He was so considerate that it pained Zoe to hear him. He must’ve had real feelings for Ramona, unlike the way he had treated her. Perhaps someone like her was nothing but a plaything, as far as he was concerned. She was feeling sorry for herself when Yanni leaned into her ear and whispered, “Feeling bad, huh? If you won’t climb onto my dad’s bed, plenty of
Turning around, Zoe stared at him. Mason had already picked up his magazine and started reading it again. The crystal chandelier on the ceiling shone on him, making it look like she was looking at him through a glass. The view was particularly captivating. However, he had no intention to talk to her further. He knew that she was still here, but he didn’t raise his eyes. Instead, he said absentmindedly, “Is there anything else?”She shook her head in response and closed the door as she left. At the next moment, he raised his eyes and looked at the door. He knew that she was mad at him because he invited Ramona over. He also knew that she was beginning to doubt herself. She didn’t have her memories, but she still loved him a lot. It was like they say, the heart wants what it wants. Perhaps Zoe’s heart wanted him and no one else. The thought of it gave rise to a bittersweet feeling in his chest.…The evening light was already dancing across the sky by the time she went downs
Zoe was a little worried about that. However, Mason wiped the key card, pointed to a bedroom in the suite, and said, “You’ll be sleeping here.”Zoe swept her eyes across the suite. Her bedroom and his master bedroom were at least sixty-five feet apart. She felt better with this kind of distance between them. She put her suitcase in her room before she went to the master bedroom with him. Leaning on the couch, he paged through the collaboration proposal while she unpacked his suitcase. In fact, she had packed his suitcase before they headed to the airport. Hanging up his shirts, long pants, and accessories, she discovered that it felt like second nature, as if she had done this more than a thousand times. She was stunned by the thought and slowly drifted off into a trance.Noticing that she was quiet, he raised his eyes and asked lightly, “What’s the matter?”Lowering her head, she tried to cover it and said, “It was nothing!”He asked, “Are you thinking about your husband?”
She wasn’t a fool. It felt as if she was nothing more than a plaything for him to toy around with. Mason had clearly done it on purpose!It didn’t matter if it was about Ramona or the young lady sitting next to him tonight. He wanted her to see it. Why would he torture her in this manner? Was it part of his game? Was it because he thought it was fun while he pulled her strings?All of a sudden, someone else appeared in the mirror. It was Mason!He was standing underneath the crystal chandelier while dressed up to the nines. It didn’t matter how she looked at it, he simply looked flawless.He had drunk two bottles of red wine, but she still couldn’t read what he was thinking. He was just staring at her. It was a different kind of stare than the one he gave the young lady in the private room. He had only ever absentmindedly looked at the young lady. However, he would always stare at her passionately every time he looked at her, as if undressing and caressing her with his blac
“Are you going to remain celibate for a man who doesn’t even exist?”She didn’t have anything to say to him. She wallowed in self-loathing and a craving for more of his affections. It turned out it was extremely easy to succumb to temptation.Then, she pressed her face against his neck and found out that he was having a high fever. …Ever since Mason sacrificed himself for Yanni during the surgery, his body had never been the same. On top of that, he didn’t take good care of himself after he stood in the rain last time. Now, he was having a high fever. Zoe called a doctor over to the suite to give him an injection. Fortunately, that brought down his body temperature significantly in the middle of the night. He was well below a hundred degrees Fahrenheit now.She let out a sigh of relief. Dressed in his pajamas, he leaned on the headboard. He wanted to get up and bathe, but Zoe stopped him. “The doctor said you can only take a bath after your fever goes down! Lie down. I’m
Mason knew that she was wrestling with herself. She had lost her memory and she was holding her director and doing some naughty stuff with him. Furthermore, she didn’t remember a thing about having sex with someone. He knew that she was scared at that moment. Zoe didn’t know how to take the sheer pleasure he was giving her. When she could no longer take it, she leaned on his shoulder and bit it through his shirt. It pained him a little, but it was a small price to pay, now that he was reunited with her.Lowering his gaze, he stared at her. She was shivering all over. He couldn’t help but lean in her ear and talk dirty to her the way only a husband could talk to his wife, “This isn’t even the real deal. Does it feel this good already?”She simply didn’t have the strength to respond to him. Then, the deed was done. Ignoring his own lust which was still burning, he leaned back on the couch and sipped on the porridge she was feeding him. None of them wanted to ruin this brief momen