Calista didn't respond. Although Lucian sounded harsh, it was not his obligation to save her. She couldn’t get mad at him now that he regretted it. That would only make her seem heartless. Calista held onto the cotton swab dipped in ointment, but Lucian had already withdrawn his hand. It was apparent that he didn’t want her to dress his wound. Lucian turned cold again. The silence in the room was tense.He pursed his lips and blurted, "Say something." Calista tossed the cotton swab into the trash can."Anyway, I still have to thank you." He leaned against the couch, looking at her insincere expression of gratitude, and his heart filled with displeasure."Others would at least treat a meal to express their thanks. You, on the other hand, can't even say thank you sincerely." Calista gritted her teeth and suppressed her temper."Then what would you like to eat? I'll make a reservation." Lucian glanced at her, his expression strangely arrogant."Do I look like I need foo
All along, David had remained respectful toward Calista. However, he snapped, "I am an assistant. I'm not responsible for personal matters. Besides, Mr. Northwood’s injury is not because of me. I still have work to do, so I'll leave first." He said and walked away, still driving Lucian's car. The car sped past them both, and Lucian looked at Calista blankly."You've driven my driver away." He raised his hand, and the injury on his hand looked even more horrifying than before.The piece of skin that had been forcibly torn open by pliers was now curled and drooping, surrounded by bruises.The coagulated scab had reopened at some point, oozing blood, dripping along his fingertips onto the concrete floor. Just looking at his wound was enough to imagine how severe the attack had been. This was after the bodyguard had kicked the assailant away. If Lucian hadn't arrived in time and grabbed her hand. She would have suffered a much worse injury. Calista's taxi arrived. She open
Lucian licked his lips, his raised hand resting on Calista's waist, though it was just a soft touch with a slight gap in between. The topmost button on his collar was tricky to undo. Calista was completely focused on helping him unbutton it, unaware of his actions.She didn't even notice their shadow on the ground nearly overlapping. As Calista's fingers moved downward, his shirt was mostly unbuttoned, exposing his chest to the cold morning air.Lucian swallowed hard, and though he tried to suppress it, his heavy breathing still betrayed his thoughts. Especially when Calista reached the button near his lower abdomen. Calista couldn’t help but notice his reaction as it grazed against her fingers. Even though there were two layers of pants between them, Calista still felt his burning warmth. Her face instantly turned beet red, as if she had touched something scalding.She suddenly withdrew, saying, "You do it yourself." The buttons were already undone, and there wasn't muc
Lucian’s right hand was injured, making it difficult for him to move. However, the dishes he ordered required a lot of work to eat. Even though Calista wasn’t looking, she could feel the excited looks from the people around her.She gritted her teeth and leaned in closer to Lucian, lowering her voice as she asked, "Do you have a problem?" Lucian raised his hand, presenting her with his bandaged hand."Isn't it obvious that I came to you because I have a problem?" There seemed to be an undertone to his words. The commotion attracted attention in the office, and Paul was also informed of his presence. Or rather, his secretary called him out. The two looked quite compatible as they stood together. Paul’s eyes darkened, and he walked over after a few seconds. "Mr. Northwood, we have a meeting in half an hour, and Calista may not be able to help you with your meal."He noticed the bandage on Lucian's hand. He knew him quite well since they used to be friends and suggested, "If
Tears streamed down Calista's cheeks as she blinked her eyes in the car. Just a moment ago, something had fallen into her eyes, and she had spent quite a while looking for it in the mirror but couldn't find it.Calista tried wiping it away with a tissue, but the sensation of having something in her eye didn't subside, even when the area around her eyes turned red. In the end, Lucian couldn't take it any longer and forcibly turned her face toward him. His warm breath brushed against her face as he leaned in, and she could see his sensual lips as soon as she opened her eyes. This scene might have appeared sweet and affectionate to others, but it was nothing but torture to Calista at the time.Her complexion wasn't great as she hadn't gotten a wink of sleep last night, so she put on a full face of makeup first thing in the morning.Calista had forgotten about it when she was rubbing her eyes just now. It hit her when she saw the eyeshadow and eyeliner on her hands. However,
Calista looked at Skye and Kay, who were having the time of their lives. Despite drinking heavily, neither of them seemed to be drunk. It would probably take a while for them to get drunk. "Alright," she said. Then, she gulped her drink down and informed them before leaving the private room with Emma. "Calista, I've got a stomachache. I'll use the restroom real quick; wait for me," Emma said as the two of them passed by the public restroom. "Okay." The public restroom was empty because each private room had its restroom. Feeling a little sick, she leaned against the wall. Calista wasn't sure if it was because she'd had too much to drink, but her head was spinning, and her surroundings were becoming increasingly hazy. She shook her head and wanted to go to the sink to splash cold water on her face to sober up, but her legs gave way after a few steps, and she fell to the ground.However, she didn't pass out. Calista just couldn't muster up any strength in her body a
Paul's shirt was partially undone in the bathtub. The thin fabric clung to his body after being soaked in water, revealing his toned chest muscles.He turned to face the door after being startled by the commotion. His gaze was calm and composed, and his disheveled appearance made him look a little sexy. Calista was held close to him in his arms, her face as pale as a ghost. It was hard to tell if it was due to the cold or if the effects of the drug hadn't worn off yet.Her eyes were glossed over, and her reactions were slower than usual. Lucian narrowed his eyes. His expression darkened as he walked over and lifted the woman, who was soaking in cold water, into his arms. Paul grabbed his hand."Can't you see that she's not in her right mind?""You wouldn't even have the chance to sit here and talk to me if I couldn't tell."Lucian's expression was frosty."Let go."He couldn't pull his hand away as he was holding Calista. Paul got out of the bathtub barefoot onto the dark
Lucian was so close to losing it. He almost reached out and touched her lady parts."Calista …"Calista's consciousness was receding like the tide at that moment. Her gaze was drawn to his thin lips, and all she could think about was kissing him. The woman frowned and muttered, "I don't feel so well, Paul … I feel sick."Her memory was still stuck on the moment when Paul lifted her from the bed and whispered in her ear, "Calista, it's me, Paul."For a brief moment, Lucian froze and felt a dull ache in his chest. His rationality and restraint went to hell in an instant, replaced by a strong desire to dominate and possess her.Then, a thought occurred to him—he would make her forget everyone else's names except his!Calista felt herself being lifted high into the air, and the sensation of weightlessness caused her fists to clench instinctively. Then, she landed on something soft. Lucian lowered his head and lit a cigarette while standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windo