Chapter 3: His House

Ann was still thinking about Jace's passionate kiss. She could still feel the sensation of Jace's tongue dancing skillfully in her mouth until that moment. Ann wanted it again and again. Ann wanted more than just kissing. Ann wanted him to touch every part of her body. Jace's scent was seductive. Control yourself, Ann! But, Ann wanted him desperately! Urgh! It’s so frustrating!

During her marriage, Hans Graham very rarely touched her. Even if Hans touched it, Ann didn't enjoy it at all. In fact, she tended to feel cold and pain. Hans had never treated Ann gently, let alone served her until she was at the peak of her pleasure. Hans only cared about himself.

Jace was different. Jace made Ann's feelings high, even with just his seductive smile. There was a strange feeling in Ann's chest that she never felt before. It was as if there were thousands of butterflies flapping their wings in Ann's stomach every time she saw Jace's smile. After all, they had just met!

Ann covered her face with her palms. Jace had only kissed her a few hours ago, but Ann still couldn't get over it. Good grief!

"We're almost there, madam," said the driver as he turned his car into a luxury estate with tight security. They entered the elite residential area. There was an additional security gate in the area entered by car.

As J. Carter said, the pick-up car was waiting for him after Ann returned to the hotel and got ready. As a result, Ann had enough time to enjoy the spa facilities available at the hotel to make herself more relaxed.

The car approached a huge mansion like a palace. From the outside, the building looked artistic and was equipped with a sophisticated security system. Ann was used to living in luxury homes, considering that Hans Graham was also the largest shareholder in the Graham Corporation. However, this house was definitely far more stunning than the one where Hans Graham lived.

Who really was J. Carter?

Ann understood that he was the CEO of Carter Holding Group. Yet having a house as luxurious as this, he was definitely no ordinary CEO. Either he was a billionaire by birth or had great ability in business.

Ann got out of the car and was greeted by the maid on duty at the house. They carried Ann's suitcase to a room that had been prepared for her. After an explanation and a brief tour of the rooms of the house, the maid escorted Ann back to her room.

Ann arranged her things in her room. She didn't take much stuff with her. Jace had returned her luggage keys, though he hadn't returned her purse. Instead, she changed into a tank top, and casual shorts, laid down and fell into a deep sleep. A light massage at the spa relaxed Ann's body and made her sleepy. When she woke up, there was a nice smell of cooking that made her stomach growl.

Half asleep, Ann came out and headed for the kitchen. The sound of a hissing frying pan accompanied by a man whistling while cooking sounded sweet to Ann's ears. She walked over to the kitchen and sat in a high chair at the bar counter near the kitchen set. The back of the man who was cooking looked stout in a slim-fit t-shirt. His muscles were clearly imprinted.

Mm… this guy was fascinating to look at! It looks like the chef in this house was very sexy and pleasing to the eye.

The man was completely unaware of Ann's arrival. He finished his cooking and arranged it on the plates. When he had finished some dishes, the man turned his body while carrying a plate of food.

The man was slightly surprised to see Ann's presence.

"Ah, I'm sorry, J. I didn't know you were the one cooking. I think you are the chef of this house, and I'm hungry. So… I'm coming….” Ann said a little shyly.

J. Carter looked blank for a moment looking at Ann. He seemed to be trying to remember something, then smiled kindly.

"Are you hungry? We can eat together,” said J. Carter.

"Yeah, I'm hungry. Thank you, J," Ann said, smiling.

J. Carter quickly set the plates on the table. He gave her plates and cutlery so Ann could start picking up the food.

"Forgive me. I thought I was home alone. I completely forgot,” said J. Carter.

"Oh, it is okay. Your driver drove me here, and I fell asleep. It's delicious, J. You're a good cook,” said Ann praising her while eating voraciously.

"Thank you. Just finish the food. There's still a lot," said J, chuckling.

"Thank you, J. By the way, is there an agreement to be signed regarding our agreement as lovers in public?" asked Ann.

“Would you feel more comfortable signing a special agreement?” asked J. Carter patiently.

"I do not know. Maybe, so that it's both convenient for us to understand what we can and can't do during the agreement period," Ann said with a shrug.

"Okay, then let the agreement be drafted first. Now, bring me the dirty dishes,” said J. Carter smiling, moving across the bar and toward Ann.

Ann slightly looked up with her lips slightly opened sensually. Her eyes stared at J. Carter with passion.

J. Carter noticed Ann's gaze and smiled quietly in satisfaction. He touched Ann's lips and brushed them gently with his fingers.

“There are leftovers…” said J. Carter with husky voice.

Ann unconsciously leaned forward in response to J. Carter's fingers brushing her lips.

The man kissed Ann's lips gently and played his tongue in Ann's mouth until she moaned in pleasure. Ann returned the kiss passionately. J. Carter seemed to linger on Ann's lips until she was out of breath.

"You taste good," whispered J. Carter in Ann's ear, causing Ann's lips to tremble.

“You smell nice,” Ann replied breathlessly.

Seeing Ann's response, J. Carter slid his hand under Ann's tank top and touched the tip of the sensitive area on her breast.

“Aah…” Ann sighed, enjoying J. Carter's touch as she closed her eyes.

The man kissed Ann's neck, then slowly removed the tank top that covered Ann's body. J. Carter threw Ann's tank top on the floor and traced her curves slowly with his fingers. His lips brushed against the skin on Ann's body so gently that Ann's whole body shivered with pleasure. J. Carter's lips moved up and sucked the sensitive area on Ann's breast. His tongue caressed the tip of Ann's sensitive area on her beautiful breast.

Just as J. Carter's fingers moved more intensely across Ann's body, the doorbell rang.

"Oh, shit!"

Ann gasped in surprise, and J. Carter pulled himself away from Ann.

"Is there any guest?" asked Ann breathlessly. Her cheeks were red. She moved hastily, picked up her tank top on the floor, then put it on immediately.

"Let me check ahead," said J. Carter.

"Then I'll go back to my room. I want to take a shower,” Ann said, blushing. Her cheeks felt hot.

“Sure!”

J. Carter smiled sexily when he heard the word bath.

The bell sounded again.

"I'll go first," Ann said nervously. Then she turned around and ran to her room.

"Okay. See you," replied J. Carter, grinning widely.