PopularNovelChapter 396 That Woman, Truly Charming Selena, not quite savvy in matters between men and women, didn't catch the undertone in Raymond's voice, so she obediently responded. "It's what I should do." Raymond didn't reply. He unbuttoned his shirt to breathe easier.
Then he hung up the phone.
Selena, hearing the "beep beep beep" from the other end, was surprised. Had she said something wrong? Raymond's mood was indeed unpredictable.
That night.
Raymond returned to his hotel room. The floor had been disinfected, but he had specifically instructed the cleaning staff not to tidy up the bed. He used to have his bed disinfected as well.
Tossing his suit aside, when he entered the bedroom and saw the slightly messy bed, last night's scene flashed through his mind.
Her black hair spread on the pillow, stark against her pale skin.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe had taken her twice, and it wasn't enough, finally pressing her against the floor-to-ceiling window.
The floor-to-ceiling window offered a view of the outside, and she was trembling with fear, calling him Mr. Montague.
In truth, the window was one-way; he could see the outside splendor, but even if someone were looking with binoculars, they would see nothing.
But he deliberately didn't tell her, enjoying her nervousness.
It was an intense, bone-deep sensation.
Gathering his thoughts, Raymond's brows furrowed with irritation. As he entered the bathroom to shower, he remembered how he had pinned her against the washbasin to kiss her, her blushing face reflected in the mirror. His Adam's apple bobbed, and he took a cold shower.
That woman was truly lethal.
Raymond slipped into a silk robe, its outline hinting at his explosive physique.
A droplet of water trailed down his chiseled features, pausing at his collarbone before sliding to his chest.
Every inch of muscle seemed sculpted to perfection.
Hormones seemed ready to spill over.
Raymond had a strict weekly strength training regimen, and his fingertips bore thin calluses from shooting practice.
Now, he sat on the sofa, glancing through a document.
Ten minutes later, he tossed it aside.
He changed into a fresh suit, grabbed his keys, and left.
Selena had just finished showering when she received a message from the property management, saying they had prepared something for the residents and asked her to collect it in the underground garage. In an expensive neighborhood, this was a standard service.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWearing pajamas and with her hair dried, Selena went down to the garage.
She didn't bother dressing formally since she was within her own community.
But the garage was full of cars, and as she walked out of the exit, she forgot to ask the property management which car it was.
She took out her phone to call them, waiting for an answer while scanning the area for the vehicle.
As she passed a black car, the door opened, and she was pulled inside.
Startled, Selena nearly dropped her phone.
The phone was taken from her, the call ended, and then a fervent kiss ver followed.
In the dim light of the garage, Selena saw his face; it was Raymond, and she relaxed. What was Raymond doing in Rose Garden? Why did the property management notify the residents about a preparation? Was it Raymond who instructed them to say so? Distracted, she was suddenly bitten hard on the lips, snapping back to reality.
She found herself held in his embrace, her position shifting unconsciously from the side to uncopright side to m sitting upright, as it had been the night before. Her cheeks instantly flushed. "Mr. Montague, what brings you here?" "I cto have an affair with you. Exciting, isn't it?" He asked, noticing her pajama dress, his hand slipping inside.
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