Semua Bab The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer!: Bab 301 - Bab 310

"That's not it!" I replied quickly."You keep saying you're too busy," Soren grumbled. "I was worried you'd decided to retreat back into your shell again."What? Why did he always think I would regret agreeing to spend time with him?"No, I really am busy these days. I thought I told you that," I said, feeling a twinge of guilt."You still need to eat. How about no overtime tonight and dinner with me instead?"I felt a bit cornered. I hadn't finished as much work as I'd planned."Can you wait at least an hour? Let me finish some of these things!" I said, giving him my best puppy-dog eyes.He smiled and leaned toward me. "First, how about a little fanservice for your boyfriend?"He was tall enough that his whole body cast a shadow over my desk.I blushed and glanced around my office."No one's here. It's just your office," he said.I pointed at the surveillance camera. "There's that.""It's just a—"Before he could finish, I quickly pressed my lips to his, pulling away almo

I smiled. "Why are you surprised? You've visited my place before.""It's different now."Soren was right. This was the first time I had invited him over since we started dating. It felt like a subtle acknowledgment, a quiet form of approval.My voice was barely a whisper. "Are you coming or not?"He followed me, smiling. We didn't speak during the elevator ride. When our hands brushed, we both quickly pulled them back.As I fumbled to open the door to my unit, I felt his warm breath on the crown of my head, sending goosebumps skittering across my scalp.I stepped inside and set my bag down.Soren grabbed my shoulders, turned me toward him, and kissed me.I knew he'd been holding back all night. That was why I'd invited him.It felt as if we instinctively knew how to respond to each other. I slid my arms around his neck. He lifted me into his arms and set me on the shoe rack.We kissed our way from the entryway to the dining table, then to the couch. When his hands moved to my

I had to tilt my chin up because Soren was hugging me so tightly."Alright! Michael's watching you," I teased.Soren finally released me, pinching my cheek before getting into the car.I watched him drive off, smiling to myself. I couldn't wait to see him later.I turned to head toward my car but then saw someone I least wanted to encounter—Edward Kennedy. He sat in his wheelchair, his assistant pushing him toward me.My expression darkened, and my mind raced, trying to predict his motive.Edith's case was going to trial the day after tomorrow, so he had to be here for that.The evening air grew colder as dusk settled. The winter wind bit through the streets, but nothing felt as dark or cold as Edward's expression.He sneered from a couple of paces away. "Have you no shame, Taylor? The Internet's already against you, yet here you are, acting all sweet and sappy in public."I had heard far worse on the Internet than that. Hell, I was already known for fighting back against my o

I was reminded of Edward's presence from earlier and turned to her. "Girl, you just reminded me.""What?""Edith's pregnant.""Whaaat?!"I expected her to have the same reaction I did."She got pregnant from that… And there were two of them! Then… who?""There's no way she'd keep the child, so it doesn't matter. Edward hoped I'd let the case go, but I've already asked my lawyer about this. There's no point in settling outside of court.""And why should you?" Jean croaked angrily. "She brought this on herself. It was either you or her!""Do you think I might be too… cold-hearted?" I asked hesitantly."Being kind to them is like casting pearls before swine!" she pointed out. "So why bother?"Jean was right. Even if I agreed to settle outside of court, the Kennedys wouldn't stop. They might even twist my generosity into an admission of guilt.With my best friend's support, I felt better and more confident in my decision.Situations like this made me grateful for Jean. I couldn

After breakfast, I told Soren to leave first, but he insisted on taking me to work.I blinked. "But how will I get home? By subway?""Of course not. I'll be the one to pick you up!" he said, snorting.I was surprised."Isn't it normal for a man to take his girlfriend to work and back?" he added with a smile. "Do you really expect that little from your boyfriend?"I bit my lip. Over the years, I had gotten used to relying only on myself.Soren sighed. "Poor girl. Don't worry. You've got me now.""But what if one day you're gone, after I've gotten used to this?" I asked.Some things were far harder to lose than to never have at all. Wealth was one. The warmth of someone who loved you was another.Once you grew used to it, losing it was like going cold turkey. It hurt. But if you had never known it, you wouldn't fear losing it.Soren's smile froze. He studied me intently before replying firmly, "No. I'm not the kind of person who plays games with someone's heart. I don't quit ha